Late at night, Zhang Tie flew through the streets of Ampton City, heading south...
Beneath Zhang Tie lay rows upon rows of sleeping houses. Many people had already turned in by this hour, and now and then, light shone through the windows. Perhaps at a time like this, the only ones still bustling about in all of Ampton City were the city's police. In any country, in any city, nothing stirred the police more than the murder of one of their own.
Zhang Tie held no prejudice against the police, nor did he believe every policeman in Ampton City was evil or a lackey. But there were bad people and lackeys among the police as well. Some policemen acted as tigers' accomplices and might do even more evil than genuine scoundrels. Since they had run into the barrel of his gun, they could only blame their own bad luck. In any case, those policemen he had taken out today were definitely no good people.
Another Fruit of Radiance had grown on Little Tree, lifting the somewhat stifled mood Zhang Tie had been in since arriving in Ampton. The appearance of that Fruit of Radiance also told Zhang Tie that every one of the people he had killed had deserved it. This was an unexpected gain Zhang Tie had reaped in Ampton City.
Because of the Fruits of Radiance, Zhang Tie's spiritual energy had always grown far faster than his own strength. At this moment, his spiritual energy definitely surpassed that of most ordinary Knights. Zhang Tie did not know what would happen if his formidable spiritual energy continued accumulating, but for now, its benefits were obvious enough: powerful Knight consciousness, making the cultivation of spiritual secret arts such as the Soul-Seizing Forbidden Art as effortless as a fish returning to