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Zhao Qing scoffed, “What a loyal dog!”

Lang Po was enraged, his eyes turning red with anger as he drew his sword and pointed it towards Zhao Qing The latter was not one to be belittled either – he pushed the tip of Lang Po’s sword away in a s Po as he evaded his attack The two of theed in battle!

Those bandits knew that their leader was highly skilled; rather than being worried for hi the show Pounding on the tables, banging on the ground with their swords, catcalling… anything they could think of as their e, Da Chui and Tie San took the opportunity to slip away fro Tie San prodded Da Chui, “Da Chui, the Second Master’s ”

“I know Let’s escape quickly and return to report to our boss and have hie our fallen brothers I hope the Second Master’sour own hands”

“Fool This is our fight – we, the Gaoshan Gang, have to collect our own debts!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” The two of the

The first floor dining hall

Zhao Qing and Lang Po ell into their shon Zhao Qing was obviouslyPo was – his bloerePo was easily at a disadvantage after exchanging nueted his wrist The sas snatched away in an instant Before Lang Po could regain his balance, his oas held to his throat Lang Po’s men rushed forith their weapons drawn at the ready

Zhao Qing gestured, threatening to press down harder on Lang Po’s throat, his annoying glee partially hidden by his e He called out lazily, “AnyonePo’stheir weapons

Zhao Qing warned Lang Po

“If you want to leave, bring your s like you!”

Lang Po did not back down He ground his teeth together before spitting out the words

“If you want to kill me, then do it”

“Did you think I was a coward?”

“What are you bandits not capable of? But fear not, the govern Po’s words drew the derisive laughter from the onlookers It was clear that they had neither respect nor fear for the governovernment could care less In these parts, I’m the ruler!”

“Ruler?” A deep voice ruaze and attention was drawn to Jing Rong as he own, crafted fro hial air The bandits looked at each other in bewilder Rong’s eyes, unknowingly staring hiers to push the sword at Lang Po’s neck away,could feel the force travelling down the sword and into his own fingers His grip only loosened a little, before Jing Rong was able to push it out of his hands The weapon spun a full 180 degrees before landing in front of Lang Po

“Retreat,” Jing Rong co one another

The hall fell unnaturally silent