Lu Changsheng let the silver fall to the ground without so much as a glance.
His attitude made the escort agency men frown.
Then Lu Changsheng asked coldly, "What happened to that group of escort hands from your agency a few months ago?"
He came straight to the point.
The leading middle-aged escort master's pupils contracted.
"Who are you, sir? What is your relationship with those people? This matter was settled long ago."
The middle-aged escort master's tone was exceedingly calm.
Yet inwardly, he was somewhat puzzled.
According to the background information the escort agency had investigated, none of those escort hands had martial artist relatives. Yet someone had come specifically to ask about this matter today. It was truly strange.
"Who I am is unimportant. Where did those people go? You had best answer truthfully."
A cold gleam flickered in Lu Changsheng's eyes, and his voice was icy.
His guess had been right. There really was something fishy about this.
"Hmph... it seems I cannot let you leave alive today."
The middle-aged escort master's face brimmed with killing intent.
As a direct descendant of the Zhenyuan Escort Agency, he absolutely could not reveal this matter. Otherwise, the agency's reputation would be utterly ruined.
He could only silence him forever.
He immediately flipped off his horse, drew the saber in his hand, and swiftly slashed at Lu Changsheng.
The blade rubbed through the air, producing waves of roaring sounds.
With his late-stage Muscle Refining strength, suppressing the other man should not be difficult.
He was brimming with confidence.
The group of escort masters beside him wore equally confident expressions.
"Die."
Lu Changsheng's face turned grim.
He slashed forward.
A blinding cold gleam flashed through the air, as if it would tear the void apart. Its momentum was terrifying.
Crack...
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