The Black Hand Organization Had My People

The Black Hand Organization's people!

At that question, even Wushen, the Confucian Robe Youth, and the others couldn't help tensing up. They really hoped "Gou" wasn't part of the Black Hand Organization.

In their minds, "Gou" had become an immensely imposing figure—the greatest Heaven's Prodigy of all time, revered by all the other Heaven's Prodigies.

And what was the Black Hand Organization? A bunch of hooligans and hoodlums who specialized in underhanded tricks!

It was hard for everyone to associate "Gou" with the Black Hand Organization. They didn't want to connect the two, either.

"Ke ke ke, he isn't part of the Black Hand Organization. The Black Hand Organization belongs to him."

Jiang Ruoyao cackled. She glanced at Hua Yunfei, quietly watching beside her, her eyes sparkling.

"In your eyes, is the Black Hand Organization really that utterly wicked?" Hua Yunfei didn't answer right away. Instead, he smiled and asked them in return.

The people who'd been robbed exchanged glances, their expressions complicated.

"How should I put this?"

"Actually, they're not quite that wicked. The Cultivation World is just like that. We've robbed others for their treasures, too."

"But... well... getting clubbed over the head just feels awful! Really awful!"

"Exactly. They don't kill you or even hurt you, but somehow it feels worse than being killed. And they love kicking people in the butt—that's what I can't stand most!"

"Ugh... Why do I suddenly feel like crying? Is there an immortal maiden who'll lend me a shoulder?"

At the mention of the Black Hand Organization, some people looked indignant, others ground their teeth, and some were reminded of memories too painful to revisit and couldn't help crying.

Mention the Black Hand Organization, and it was all tears!

Many of them had once ruled over their own territory. They'd often