"Anyone who wants to die, come on down!" Standing on the sea, Huang Xiao sneered at the guards aboard the ship.
Huang Xiao rarely slaughtered people wholesale. Even with his extraordinary martial arts, he seldom killed. But this time was different. These people had dared set their sights on Zhao Yunhui; every one of them deserved to be killed, deserved to die. Had he not been so wary of Cao Wuxin aboard the ship, he might have slaughtered everyone on it. Of course, Steward Kong might prove troublesome, but Huang Xiao would not fear him either.
The guards exchanged looks, indecision written across their faces.
They had seen Huang Xiao's strength clearly. Their own abilities were little different from those of the guards he had killed, so even rushing him together would accomplish nothing. They would only throw their lives away.
Yet as they watched Zhao Yunhui's little boat gradually recede, the thought of Steward Kong flying into a rage made their hearts tremble again.
"Hmph, how dare you! I kindly let you aboard, and this is how you repay me?" Steward Kong appeared at the stern and barked coldly at Huang Xiao, who stood on the sea.
"Did you? Then see your good deed through to the end and give us this little wooden boat. If fate lets us meet again, I'll prepare a generous gift to thank you," Huang Xiao said mildly.
"Are you really determined to leave?" Steward Kong asked, his expression somewhat dark.
He had not expected this lad to be so capable. Just the feat of standing on the sea made him wary. He could do it too, but not as effortlessly as Huang Xiao.
He had already realized the lad's strength was no small matter, but now it seemed he might still have underestimated