What is happening?
Is it the result of the person in front of me?
Or could it be...
Just as I was pondering, I heard someone exclaim:
"My clothes..."
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately looked around, only to hear the sound of fabric tearing continuously.
Their outer garments mostly shattered, with at least two sword marks in vulnerable areas on each of them.
One person might be an accident, or perhaps they encountered something unknowingly, or got a scratch.
But with so many people, it couldn't possibly be an accident.
Everyone instinctively looked at the dark-clad man before them, leaning against the door frame, holding a sword, with indifferent eyes.
In their hearts arose a feeling of fear.
The current situation is that this person, in just a brief moment when they didn't notice, could have killed all of them more than twice.
Having roamed the Jianghu for so many years, they had encountered experts famed for fast swords.
