"Lord Official, my brother and I have other business, so we'll be on our way."
Having said his piece, He Dao motioned for He Guang to leave with him.
But to their surprise, Chen Cheng's voice was cold as he commanded, "Get back!"
'Get back?'
This was the first time the He Brothers had ever been ordered about like common strays, casually berated and shooed away!
He Guang was already seething with uncontrollable rage. He gripped the Ghost Head Saber at his waist, the veins on his hand bulging from the excessive force.
He Dao, too, felt his blood boil, his eyes bulging in disbelief!
A common man, when angered, can make blood spill for five paces. And they were the infamous He Brothers, whose very name was enough to keep children from crying at night!
If he truly angered them, could Chen Cheng really bear the consequences?
Beyond their anger, they felt a flicker of doubt and suspicion. Both stared at Chen Cheng, trying to guess why he was so fearless.
