After a desperate fight, the dust had finally settled.
The alley reeked of blood.
Su Guang leaned against a brick wall, panting for a long while before he could barely catch his breath.
His wounds were still bleeding. The sword cut on his arm went deep enough to expose bone, sending waves of searing pain through him with every beat of his heart.
Su Guang drew a deep breath, braced himself against the wall, and staggered to his feet. Step by step, he made his way to the man who was not quite dead.
Su Guang had stabbed him in the belly. His intestines had spilled across the ground, and he lay slumped at the foot of the wall, making faint sounds. He was breathing out far more than he breathed in.
Su Guang crouched, seized the man by the collar, and yanked his deathly pale face close.
"Who are you?" His voice was fierce, edged with a killing intent that chilled the blood.
"We're... from the Black Tiger Gang..."
"Who sent you?"
The man's lips worked for a long moment before he forced out a few words. "It was... the Lu Family... Young Master Lu Cong... gave the order..."
With that, his face contorted in agony and his body curled into a ball.
Su Guang looked down.
The man's liver, gallbladder, stomach, and intestines had all been pierced. Even if someone stuffed them back inside, he would not survive.
Su Guang's eyes hardened. He asked no more questions and released the man's collar.
Then he quickly searched him and found half a tael of silver in loose pieces. He turned to the other corpses and searched them as well, collecting two or three taels in all before stuffing it into his clothes.
Lu Cong.
He was Master Clear Mind's