"Aargh!!" After the pain from his torn arm rushed back to his nerve, Sikong Jiu loudly screamed in anguish.
"Young Master!!" Blackie and Whitey quickly arrived at their master's side and tended to his wound.
"What happened?!"
"I don't know. I couldn't see a thing."
"Isn't there anyone who can elaborate on this?"
"I can!!" A hoarse male voice sounded within the crowd.
The crowd turned their heads toward the owner of that voice and recognized him right away.
"Uncle Ji!! Please, would you mind describing what just happened?" One amongst the crowd pleaded.
This Uncle Ji happened to be a Two Talons Warrior before he retired from the cultivation world and lived like a normal merchant on the street.
Nevertheless, his former reputation lingered with the hearts of the people around this area, still earning their respect after all this while.
