Chu Xisheng ignored Shangguan Longjian's words. Standing in the doorway, he swept a cold gaze around the room, then stepped over the door he had kicked down and entered.
Shangguan Longjian retreated step by step, his face cold and ashen. "Chu Xisheng, you have some nerve! I advise you to stop now, or you'll die without a place to be buried!"
Holding the goose-feather saber Thunderclap, Chu Xisheng strode briskly along the left wall.
Both sides of this master bedroom connected to the two adjoining side rooms.
He could not see inside the side rooms from his angle, but his Supreme Communication with the Divine could sense the faint sounds within.
In just a few strides, Chu Xisheng reached the doorway of the left side room, then thrust his saber diagonally through the wall.
His newly acquired seventh-rank treasured saber, Thunderclap, was incomparably sharp. It pierced the brick, stone, and timber wall with ease, then withdrew streaked with blood.
On the other side of the wall, a maid holding a longsword and suppressing her breathing cried out in pain and collapsed in disbelief.
The five female guards disguised as maids lurking in the side rooms on either side abandoned their concealment and rushed out.
Chu Xisheng gave a cold, derisive smile. Thunderclap traced a gleaming arc in his hand, neatly and effortlessly severing two heads.
But the greatest danger lay in the right side room opposite, where three maids each aimed a silvery-white crossbow at him.
The crossbows had strings an arm's length across and were covered in mechanisms-Locust Crossbows!
The next instant, over a hundred bolts as slender as long nails blasted toward Chu Xisheng like a raging storm.
Yet Chu Xisheng did not panic in the slightest.
He had already faced Locust Crossbows once in Firebone Cavern.
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