At those words, Xiao Yan nodded slightly, his hand slowly closing around the hilt of the Heavy Black Ruler.
Seeing Xiao Yan's movement, the three men blocking his path immediately turned cold-faced. Without wasting a word, they viciously swung their blades straight at his neck, showing no mercy.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before the blades could reach their target, a black shadow suddenly flashed past. The three men's sinister faces instantly turned deathly pale, and their bodies hurtled into the tent behind them as though struck by a massive hammer. Their blood stained the white canvas a glaring red.
The last man, who held a bow, was just about to aim at Xiao Yan when a black shadow flashed, and Xiao Yan appeared beside him.
Pfft!
Reaching the man's side, Xiao Yan slammed the Black Ruler into his back. The archer immediately spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs shattered by the tremendous force.
"With that little strength, you dared strut around like this!"
Xiao Yan spat and spoke flatly. Since these four men had wanted to kill him, he naturally would not hold back. After killing them, he simply walked off down the street.
Only after Xiao Yan slowly disappeared around the street corner did the crowd here grow lively again. They glanced with smiles at the corpses sprawled by the entrance, their eyes showing no pity, and merely clicked their tongues in admiration. "Hey, that young fellow was ruthless enough. Clean and decisive, without the slightest hesitation when he killed. A real man. Looks like he'll live pretty comfortably in the Black-Corner Region."
Naturally, Xiao Yan had no idea that his ruthless methods had earned him such high praise. It seemed Yao Lao's words had indeed been true.
Over the next little while, Xiao