For a moment, the scene was like hell on earth!
As for Uncle Fu, his frail body stood there as firm as a mountain—a veritable God of Slaughter on the battlefield!
The smile was still frozen on the face of the Steward who had just spoken up. In the span of a single breath, the squad of archers had been nearly wiped out!
A foul stench rose from him, followed by the incessant chattering of his teeth. The man couldn't even utter a single word as he stared at Uncle Fu in absolute horror.
Uncle Fu shot him a single glance. That gaze, so full of killing intent it was almost tangible, instantly caused the man to spit up a mouthful of blood and collapse limply to the ground. He had been scared to death!
The remaining archers at the back were already scared witless!
