"Yo, old man Ming King. Long time no see. Still... not dead, huh?"
Earthworm made no effort to hide the killing intent in his eyes.
Every resident of Black Mountain Town glared in fury.
They had waited far too long for this moment.
Ming King had not only killed Smoke Fiend, but destroyed their home as well.
The small courtyard was packed with Black Mountain Town residents who had come for revenge.
Little White Tiger always repaid a grudge. How could his direct followers possibly forget their hatred?
Black Mountain Town now had strong troops and fine horses, and Little White Tiger had even given Third Uncle the Tyrant Warriors.
If they wanted to, they could steamroll Ice Prefecture.
Old Wine took a swig and belched. "Well, I heard from Second Brother of Overlord Stronghold that old man Ming King has quite a stash of good liquor."
"Before we start fighting, could you write a will leaving all your booze to me? I promise to make it quick."
"Move." Old Spear shoved Old Wine aside in irritation and thrust his spear.
A terrifying green light shot from the spearhead.
It pierced straight through a dozen or so people in front of him.
"Motherfuckers! I'm Old Spear, Tai Sui's disciple! I came to Ice Prefecture today for one fucking thing: either you kill me, or I kill you!"
Of Tai Sui's three great disciples, Old Spear had the fiercest temper.
He could not be bothered with anyone else and charged into the crowd alone, spear in hand.
Old Sword said gravely to Earthworm, "Brother, we'll be working together from now on. The three of us have your back today. Point out anyone you don't like, and I'll chop his head off."
"Ming King."
With towering fury, blue light kept gathering in