The setting sun's afterglow painted the entire old street red, The once-noisy crowd had fallen utterly silent.
What did a Level Six Forger represent?
A scarce, top-tier talent across the entire Douluo Continent!
A major figure under the Federation's special protection!
Someone who knew countless powerful people!
Not someone street thugs like them could ever afford to provoke!!
"We're finished!"
The moment Light Dragon's two lackeys saw the Level Six Forger badge on Lu Chuan's chest, their faces instantly turned as pale as paper.
In their line of work, nothing mattered more
than having sharp eyes.
They could recognize any professional badge above Level Four
at a glance.
Though they were reluctant to believe that such a young boy before them was a Level Six Forger, the badge could not be fake!
"What do we do?" one of the lackeys asked.
"Idiot, what else can we do? Run! We've already offended him—what matters now is saving the boss!"
After cursing, the other lackey hoisted Light Dragon onto his back and ran.
After being delayed for just that short while, Light Dragon had already lost too much blood and fallen unconscious.
If they waited any longer, he would surely die!
But after doing something bad, could they really just run away? Where was there such a good deal in this world?
Lu Chuan gave a cold smile. His figure flashed, and in the next second, he appeared before Light Dragon and the two lackeys, blocking the path of all three.
The two lackeys' pupils suddenly constricted when they saw Lu Chuan appear out of thin air.
An overwhelming sense of terror instantly surged into their hearts.
They had clearly seen with their own eyes just a second ago
that Lu Chuan had still been standing quietly on the steps outside the