The bald man seemed unable to believe his eyes and rubbed them hard.
Danger?
Where had the danger from just now gone?
Where had it run off to?
Unable to be sure, he added one more question.
"Where... is the danger?"
Zhou An chuckled. "I was about to ask you where the danger was. You suddenly said this place was dangerous. Looks like you know something?"
The bald man hurriedly waved his hands. "Sorry, I came to the wrong place. The water at home is about to boil, so I need to hurry back. I'll be leaving now."
With that, he prepared to leave.
But before he could take two steps, a brilliant flash of knife light appeared, grazing past his ear and plunging into the woods ahead.
More than a dozen trees snapped in response, their cuts clean and even.
An expert!
A bead of cold sweat rolled down the bald man's forehead as he quickly turned around. "Constable, sir, I only came here to make a little money. I didn't mean any harm. Please don't do anything to me."
He surrendered quickly, a stark contrast to his fierce build.
But there was nothing he could do about it.
A mere county constable actually possessed the ability to make knife light form a line.
No.
It was far more than that!
With such power, even ordinary Third-Rate Experts might not be able to make such a cut.
He had only come to earn a little money. How had this turned into such a mess?
"Money?" Zhou An narrowed his eyes. "Tell me about it."
A bald man appearing in the middle of the night was suspicious enough.
What was more, the bald man had said quite a lot.
The bald man hurriedly said, "My name is Feng Ye. I'm