Who exactly would be next? It had not been explicitly stated, so not only had Dai Hao panicked, even Xu Jiawei had panicked.
He had never been this nervous in his life.
Because what if the killer's next target was him? Was he confident he could escape the killer's clutches? The answer was no.
He had thought his palace was as impregnable as a fortress of iron, that with so many powerful Guardian Douluos protecting it, he, at least, would be safe. But now, he had no confidence whatsoever.
This mysterious being could catch every powerful Titled Douluo in the imperial city in a single net without anyone being any the wiser.
With so many powerful fighters embroiled in battle, they had been watching the competition from atop the imperial city, yet they had not noticed a thing.
Even a Limit Douluo could not be this terrifying!
Just who was this mighty figure?
What exactly had he come to the Star Luo Imperial City to do? Could he really have come just to take revenge on Dai Huabin? That was far too absurd. What had a mere Dai Huabin done to deserve such attention?
Still, to inflict death by three thousand cuts-there was no way this had happened without some deep, bitter hatred.
So the next target surely had to be someone from the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. But since this incident had taken place inside the Star Luo Imperial Palace, even a one-percent chance that he was the target was enough to frighten him.
That was an emperor's sense of danger.
"Enough. Stop crying. This is all your doing!"
Dai Hao's gaze was icy. He had seen the White Tiger Dagger in Dai Huabin's chest, and although he was deeply shocked, he had more or less pieced together what