The master of Feige Building knew Ma San was dead. The man standing before him now was Shen Bai, the Prefecture Chief of Nanxing Prefecture.
The moment the master spoke, the surrounding members of Feige Building raised their weapons and charged at Shen Bai.
The master, however, retreated with haste.
'Fight?'
'Fighting is out of the question.'
'The smart move is to run.'
'He'd let this mob of Feige Building members hold Shen Bai off while he escaped through a secret passage.'
Shen Bai looked at the surrounding Feige Building members and swung Cold Moon.
"Who gave you this confidence?"
Blood-red Sword Qi reverberated, multiplying into a myriad of strands that swept forward.
Countless heads slid off the shoulders of the Feige Building members.
In less than a breath, only a floor littered with corpses remained.
By then, the master had only managed to flee a few dozen meters.
A mortal crisis seized the master's heart.
