The flower thief began to laugh maniacally, shouting as he did so:
"Hahahaha, you've offended our Wuxiang Alliance! Every last one of you will die!"
His face was savage, his expression crazed.
"What's the Wuxiang Alliance?" Jiang Che asked, puzzled.
Liu Hai's expression was grim. He said slowly,
"It's a mysterious organization from Cangzhou. Every one of them is a notorious pirate; they take pleasure in crime and are extremely cruel.
"Moreover, they are masters of disguise, making them impossible to guard against. That's why they're called Wuxiang—'formless.'
"Also, they rank themselves according to strength and mark their faces with a special potion. It's how they identify one another."
"So you're saying there are ninety-six others stronger than him?!" Jiang Che said in astonishment.
"That's right. It's said that those ranked in the top forty are already at the Iron Skin Realm, and those in the top ten are even Force Integration Experts!"
