The Golden Dragon Claw abruptly tightened, its golden talons clamping around Guang Long's neck.
Guang Long desperately tried to pry Tang Wulin's arm away with both hands, his legs kicking wildly against the flagstones, but only muffled rasps escaped his throat.
A dull crack of snapping bone rang out as Tang Wulin turned his wrist and wrenched downward.
Thud, roll.
The head tumbled to the ground, and warm blood suddenly spurted out, splashing across the flagstones.
The surrounding crowd instantly erupted. Many people recoiled several steps in fright; someone's legs gave way, dropping them straight into a crouch, their face deathly pale as they hardly dared breathe.
Guang Long's two remaining lackeys froze on the spot, trembling all over as they stared at the head rolling across the ground.
One pointed at Tang Wulin, his tongue tied and his voice cracking as he shouted shakily, "M-murder! Murder!"
The other lackey backed away, fumbling for his Soul Communication Device as he blustered, fierce on the outside but cowardly within, "Don't you dare leave! I'm calling my big brother right now!"
Xie Xie stood rooted in place, his pupils dilated.
He had imagined teaching Guang Long a lesson, but had never expected Tang Wulin to kill him outright.
His mind went blank for an instant, countless thoughts surging through it. Yet after only a few seconds, he gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and stood beside Tang Wulin, holding both daggers across his body.
"He wasn't the only one involved. If you want to settle accounts, count me in."
Tang Wulin kept his hand raised as the golden scales slowly receded from his arm.
This was the first time he had taken a human life.
Although his brother had long since told him that he need not carry any psychological burden for doing