Feng Hao gently wiped the blood from his Su Mu Dagger and glanced at Sha Wenwu's corpse at his feet.
'I'd better deal with this first, or there'll be trouble tomorrow.'
Although this world had countries and governments, they were only for managing ordinary people and held little sway over Mages. The only real constraints on Mages were the rules established by the five great sects.
Corroded by the Soft Bone Powder, Sha Wenwu's body had already dissolved into a pile of slush, making it rather difficult to dispose of.
'I'll just put it in the Storage Ring and deal with it outside the city.'
Just as Feng Hao was about to place the corpse into his Storage Ring, a series of sinister, cold chuckles came from behind him. Startled, Feng Hao instinctively used Shadow Strike to create some distance and spun around.
