The An Family Head frowned.
Where did this guy come from, daring to oppose me like this? Could it be a mad dog sent by other families?
"Go get the Third Elder... No, go get the Eldest Young Master."
"Yes!"
...
"Kill! Finish one, move to the next!"
"Wow! If only you had seen it, that mysterious swordsman, swish swish swish swish with his sword. Known as the Martial Forge's Thousand Gold Hammer, Yang Jinchui, the great blacksmith with a hammer worth a thousand gold! In an instant, the head falls! Guess what? Blood Mist! Yang Jinchui's corpse exploded into a massive Blood Mist, he was also... a demon!"
Listening to the guy on stage, speaking energetically like a storyteller, Jinfang Zai's expression turned dark as water.
As a Hall Master of the Foolish Underworld, within his jurisdiction, even if he didn't want to handle it, even if he had more important things at hand, he had to step in to deal with it.
