The Breakout

"Old hag." Fu Fu dropped her severed arm and wiped the blood from her face. "You stink."

The old woman's expression darkened. She shouldn't have been defeated so quickly, but she hadn't expected to run into such a reckless lunatic—someone who thought of nothing but charging straight at her.

Everything in her path had been shredded by that massive saw. She was practically a butcher in human form!

"Caihua Po!" someone cried out from the crowd. "You're still alive?!"

Clearly, someone had recognized the old woman.

At the name, many of the older people present changed expressions. Back in the day, she had been infamous.

Not only for her terrifying strength, but also for some unspeakable, perverse proclivities.

She liked to disguise herself as a young girl and lure men back to her home.

Then, when the men woke up in bed and saw her true appearance, they would be scared out of their wits.

After that, she would torture them to death, bit by bit.

Quite a few of those men had been disciples or cherished daughters of prominent families.

Eventually, public outrage forced the Night Watch to act. After paying a considerable price, they finally caught her. They'd said she was executed, but not only had she survived, the Night Watch had secretly recruited her.

Seeing the illusion she'd created shattered, Caihua Po tried to flee, but Fu Fu wasn't about to give her the chance. A flash of blood appeared before her in an instant. She tried to retreat, only to take a vicious punch to the back that sent a huge mouthful of blood spraying forward.

"Caihua Po, you'll pay for my cousin's death!" The man in the leather jacket had appeared some distance behind her without anyone noticing. As she retreated, he seized his chance