"Hiss! Those overbearing soldiers from the everyday... they just left like that?" A street vendor who had witnessed the entire scene was dumbstruck.
"Per... Perhaps they met their match?" another vendor murmured uncertainly from the stall next door.
They tried to cast curious glances at Fan Wu, but when their gaze shifted to him...
They experienced the same heart-stopping pressure that the dozen Iron Cavalry had felt!
It was as if they were looking at a ferocious tiger in the mountains!
This made them all inhale sharply.
Astonishment filled their hearts!
...
At the other end.
Chen Zhuan hurried over, a tinge of embarrassment in his heart. Just now, when he saw the dozen or so Iron Cavalry charging over, he panicked and quickly took his daughter to hide.
He was a cultivator, after all! Yet he hadn't cultivated the composure of remaining unchanged even if Mount Tai were to collapse in front of him!
On the contrary.
