With an indifferent glance at the departing car, Yang Qi chuckled.
Those inside probably thought he couldn't hear anything, but in reality, he had heard everything loud and clear.
But whatever. Let them have their laugh.
How could a sparrow possibly understand the ambition of a swan?
"I told you we shouldn't meet again. It's a pity you didn't understand what I meant," Yang Qi chuckled.
A streak of cold light suddenly shot out. In the air, the sounds of the bronze artifact sword piercing bodies echoed one after another. These people didn't even have a chance to scream before they collapsed.
There was no pity in Yang Qi's eyes. From the conversation he'd overheard from Jiang Shan and the others, he could tell that these people were hardened killers. Getting rid of them was a service to the public.
"Be better people in your next life."
Yang Qi waved his hand, and flames ignited on each body, gradually turning them to ash.
