Zhang Rensheng's only son?
Lu Cheng looked at the young man, who had already been knocked unconscious by the pain, and pressed his lips together.
Zhang Rensheng of the Vermilion Bird Martial Arts Hall was a Body Refining Realm martial artist of many years' standing.
If Lu Cheng faced him, he feared he would lose his life in a single breath.
Xue Yin fell silent for a moment after hearing this.
Then he turned to the other man and said:
"Ride back at once and report everything to Colonel Shen. Then request orders for the entire Martial Suppression Battalion to prepare for battle."
The soldier nodded, swung up onto his horse, and galloped away in a cloud of dust.
Xue Yin turned back to Lu Cheng.
"Under Great Fortune law, using martial arts to defy the law, raiding a caravan, and taking lives are crimes punishable by death."
"Neither these men nor the forces behind them will escape punishment, but Colonel Shen will decide how to deal with them."
"In my opinion, you should return to the Long Wind Escort Agency first and tell the three escort leaders what happened today. Then you can discuss what to do."
Lu Cheng looked at Xue Yin. The protective intent behind his words was already quite clear.
He immediately cupped his hands.
"Thank you, General Xue."
Xue Yin waved a hand and said no more. He directed the soldiers to bind the seven survivors and load them onto a cart, then collected the corpses from the ground and departed.
Lu Cheng watched Xue Yin and the others ride away and sighed.
If Shen Yi was willing to intervene, the Four Symbols Martial Hall wouldn't stand a chance of fighting back.
But Lu Cheng truly couldn't guess what Shen Yi would do.
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