"A bunch of spineless bastards! You think the likes of you can snatch Grandpa Zhong's precious saber?" Seeing that he had frightened them back, Zhong Gu laughed, panting heavily.
The people around him looked grim. They had to admit that the sight of Zhong Gu fighting so savagely just now had struck some fear into their hearts.
They were not merely astonished by Zhong Gu's strength; what they feared even more was Inugami in his hand. In their eyes, his strength was clearly due to this precious saber.
"If you don't want to die, get out of the way, or I'll kill you without mercy!" Seeing the hesitation of those around him, Zhong Gu shouted even louder.
"Hmph, Zhong Gu, you think you alone can threaten so many of us?"
"Exactly. You're a spent bolt from a powerful crossbow. Why keep putting on an act?"
They quickly came to their senses. Zhong Gu's frenzied fighting had indeed frightened them, but now that they had calmed down, they understood very well that he had been staking his life on it. His aura was clearly beginning to subside.
"If you want the saber, you'll have to kill Grandpa Zhong first," Zhong Gu said coldly.
"Then I'll kill you!" Just as Zhong Gu finished speaking, a voice suddenly rang out from beyond the crowd. By the time it sounded, however, a figure was already charging in at Zhong Gu.
"You're courting death!" A cold gleam flashed in Zhong Gu's eyes as he roared.
He had already expended more than half his power. The fighting just now had drained him enormously, and in truth, he knew he could no longer leave with the precious saber. Yet he could not resign himself to that. He would not give up until the very end.
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