"Spare my life. Everything is negotiable." Elder Feng tried his best to block with the saber in his left hand while begging for mercy. "I'll pay you 1,000 taels of silver, no—5,000 taels of silver—"
Pu!
The cold beam swept past Elder Feng's neck, leaving a bloody gash.
Elder Feng's eyes widened.
This scene made Phoenix Lake Hall Master Cui Xiaodao's expression change drastically. Elder Feng is dead?
The hearts of Team Red Moon's experts also trembled.
Xu Jingming and the others looked at the disheveled man in surprise. This person is one of the guards. He looked ordinary, but he is actually a first-rate expert?
"Such an expert would be treated as an honored guest even if he were to join the three major gangs. Why would he be willing to be a guard?" Xu Jingming and the others were surprised. "Chang Yi shouldn't be willing to hire such an expert. The price for hiring such an expert is much higher."
