Ou Peng said, "Gang Leader Shui, you jest. Blades and swords have no eyes—when lives are on the line, who can hold back? I naturally gave it my all. Every profession has its specialty; it is only natural that my second senior brother's martial arts surpass mine. I have always been occupied with the sect's affairs and have fallen behind in martial arts. The path of martial learning is like rowing upstream: if you do not advance, you retreat. I imagine Brother Shui understands this as well."
After saying that, he waved at Li Jian. Li Jian understood, sheathed his sword, and returned to his original spot.
Shui Yupeng snorted inwardly through his nose but did not answer. Only a ghost would believe that.
Yet by now, the arrogance had vanished from Shui Yupeng's face. It made sense. Although the Misty Sect had taken advantage of the Luoshui Gang's unpreparedness, striking when they least expected it and sweeping the Luoshui Gang into one net, they truly possessed that strength. Judging from Li Jian's martial arts alone, no one in the Luoshui Gang could match him. Even in a head-on clash, the Luoshui Gang would still have been unable to escape the fate of destruction.
At this point, Shui Yupeng no longer harbored any illusions of luck.
Ou Peng studied Shui Yupeng's expression and said with a smile, "Gang Leader Shui, I have another gift I wish to present to you. I hope you will accept it with a smile."
As he spoke, he nodded at Shangguan the Fourth. Shangguan Fengliu immediately hurried out of the Law Enforcement Hall. Shui Yupeng watched Ou Peng in puzzlement, a thread of unease gradually rising in his heart.
Sure enough, not long afterward, Shangguan the Fourth slowly entered the Law Enforcement Hall. Behind him