"Who are you?!"
Jiao Wenlong instantly tensed up. Seeing the man walk in and kill someone on the spot, a huge wave of fear surged in his heart. Could it be that people from the Holy Hall had already come for him, that they'd found out he'd been spreading rumors outside?
"The one who's here to kill you." Shao Huo said blandly. He then waved his hand, and the four cultivators behind him struck at Jiao Wenlong almost simultaneously. Faced with these four experts whose cultivation was far from ordinary, Jiao Wenlong quickly retreated.
He grabbed a wine bottle from the table and hurled it over, then seized the screaming hostess to use her as a human shield. But no matter how he tried to escape, the four of them had already locked him in from four different corners; he had absolutely no way to get out.
