WHOOSH...
The Gang Wind howled.
Zhu Ju, holding a man, landed in a dense forest outside the Divine Capital. He casually tossed the man to the ground, his eyes filled with a probing look.
"Double Extreme Hand, Weii Zhengping?"
"That is I." Weii Zhengping, a man with a scar on his face and a vicious glint in his eyes, knelt and cupped his fists.
"Thank you, Elder, for saving me."
"Heh..." Zhu Ju gave a faint smile.
"I hear you seize men's wives and daughters and slaughter their entire families. As long as someone pays, you're willing to do anything."
"Well..." Weii Zhengping's eyes flickered. Unable to quite grasp the other's intentions, he nodded cautiously.
"That is indeed the case."
"If there's anything you find inconvenient to handle personally, Elder, this junior can take care of it for you. I guarantee a clean and decisive job."
In his view, the man wouldn't have gone to the trouble of breaking him out of Mingyu Tower's prison for no reason.
