"Xi'er, don't speak recklessly."
Jiang's father and mother were extremely worried because the outcome of this battle was still undecided, and taking sides too early could backfire.
They didn't care if they were killed, but Yuxi was too young to suffer such unwarranted disaster.
However, little Yuxi was not appreciative and instead retorted, "Dad, Mom, big brother is a hero with unrivaled martial arts; we should have confidence in him."
Jiang's father and mother exchanged a glance, feeling quite helpless.
At this point, they could only take things one step at a time.
A large crowd of Xianxia City's ordinary people had already gathered at the entrance of the Weihu Gang.
Seeing corpses lying before the hall of the Weihu Gang and the Third Master and Second Master kneeling on the ground, wailing in pain, they were dumbstruck and started discussing.
"A divine being, to have knocked the two thugs onto the ground."
