Ignoring the four hall masters, who stood frozen in place, terrified by the scene before them, Luo Yi picked up Old Man Chang's long saber. He watched the dark, muted light glint along its blade, then flicked it with a finger.
"Vmmm." The long saber, forged from some unknown material, trembled faintly and rang out. "A fine blade," he praised.
Watching the young man, spattered with blood and eagerly studying the saber, the hall masters feared that if they didn't speak now, they might not get another chance until their next lives. They hurriedly shouted threats at him:
"Kid, you're finished! You've gotten yourself into big trouble. Do you even know who the man you just killed was?"
Luo Yi shook his head. A mischievous impulse rose in his heart, and he looked at them with an expression of feigned terror. "What? Who?"
Seeing the fear on the young man's face, they thought they had successfully intimidated him and continued their threats. "Kid, Old Man Chang was a martial master of the Zhang family. By killing him, you've offended the Zhang family. There's still time to leave Yunlu County."
"Is that so? Is the Zhang family really that terrifying?"
Hearing Luo Yi's question, the hall masters assumed he knew nothing about the Four Great Clans of Yunlu County and hurried to explain:
"Kid, the Zhang family is one of the Four Great Clans of Yunlu County. They have experts in the Five Viscera Realm. If you flee now, we'll help keep the news under wraps. You'll have plenty of time to get out of the county before the Zhang family catches wind of it."
Seeing that they kept repeating the same few things and weren't telling him anything useful, Luo Yi put aside his urge to toy with them.
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