Pa!
Yunxiao snapped a long bamboo growing in a corner of the roadside with one hand and poked it through Yu Zixian's head, holding it like a meatball stick!
"I'll call this bamboo pole a 'hundred heads pole'. Let's see how many heads I can hang on it."
The scholars' faces instantly turned pale and their whole bodies went cold! Yunxiao had killed Yu Zixian, one of the Three Wises, and hung his head on a bamboo pole without even batting an eye. So, for him to kill them, the so-called gifted scholars, was as easy as killing ants!
Yan Jin and Gongsun Rang froze on the spot. They felt as if they were in a trance, and everything was so unreal. The companion who had been reciting poems and sleeping at the riverside with them yesterday was now reduced to a humble corpse, with his head stuck high on a bamboo pole.
