Take Down

The two large trunks contained all of Hong Yi's belongings. After they were loaded onto a carriage, Hong Yi cast a deep look back at the towering Marquis Mansion shrouded in darkness. Sitting astride his horse, he let out a long breath. This Zhao Han was far too terrifying; Hong Yi had no choice but to guard against him with all his heart. "You lot, pack up Young Master Yi's personal belongings, especially the money. Make sure it is all gathered and handed to me, lest anything be lost. Managing the young master's money is the Marquis's order. There can be no carelessness whatsoever." "Tiezhu, move!" Zhao Han carried several enormous bundles of silver, following closely behind. As he looked at Hong Yi's Shark Slayer sword and Lightning Chaser horse, a greedy smile surfaced in his eyes. "Zhao Han, bring out three hundred taels of silver for me." Hong Yi spoke to Zhao Han, who had just entered. That was right. At the same moment, a massive iron staff smashed down at Zhao Han's head! Though this seasoned veteran Shen Tianyang did not know what was happening, he knew they should first help Hong Yi seize Zhao Han. With a sweep of the iron pipe in his hand, he struck at Zhao Han's temple. "Hm? A soul-confusing technique? Hmph!" In an instant, Zhao Han regained his senses. His eyes suddenly burst forth with unprecedented brilliance! He stepped forward, both hands dancing as they struck out together. As his power erupted, his body seemed like a great furnace, his qi and blood circulating violently, his robust yang force bearing down on all around him. Half the scene before his eyes immediately vanished. The red-haired demon holding a bladed wheel was actually blocked outside by an invisible force, unable to leap across!