"Get the hell out of my way! Don't block your betters!"
The rough, booming voice immediately caught Ling Feng's attention just as he entered the city.
Looking over, Ling Feng realized that a thin man had blocked the path of a burly fellow with a scar on his forehead. Rather than asking him to move, the burly man slapped him across the head and sent him sprawling to the ground.
Clearly, the scarred man had not held back at all.
"Whoa..."
Suddenly, the fallen man's expression changed. A vicious gleam flashed in his eyes as he sprang up from the ground, a dagger sliding swiftly from his sleeve.
In an instant, cold steel flashed. Before the scarred man could react, the thin man plunged the blade straight into his heart.
"Aah!!"
Blood spurted wildly, and a piercing scream tore from the scarred man's mouth.
Yet the thin man clearly had no intention of letting him off. He stabbed him several more times. Finally, the scarred man fixed him with a venomous stare, his eyes gradually losing focus before he collapsed and lay still.
"Hahaha... You fucking dared to boss me around? I'll kick you to death!"
The thin man kicked the scarred corpse with a savage grin. Clearly, he was a cold, venomous snake. He might look frail, but beneath that appearance lay chilling ruthlessness, ready to deliver a fatal strike when his victim least expected it.
Standing nearby, Ling Feng watched the scene, somewhat dumbfounded. He had assumed the thin man would simply endure the scarred man's bullying without daring to utter a word. Who would have thought he would strike to kill so cleanly and decisively, without the slightest hesitation? He was clearly well practiced.
Yet the people around them reacted with utter indifference. Some merely glanced over