The Fierce Tiger Sect's thousand members were all killed.
Almost in the blink of an eye.
Not one survived.
The stench of blood spread throughout the Fierce Tiger Sect.
After dealing with the Fierce Tiger Sect, Mo Xiaofei quietly returned to the Ye Family.
In the backyard of the Ye Family, Ye Xuan sent away his younger sister, Ye Ling'er.
"Master, the members of the Fierce Tiger Sect have been killed, among them there seemed to be five guards from the City Lord Mansion."
Mo Xiaofei respectfully kowtowed on the ground.
Ye Xuan's hands were in his pockets, his expression indifferent: "You may leave."
"Yes, Master."
Mo Xiaofei left.
Ye Xuan looked at the sky over Wan'an City, without speaking.
The world is vast, Wan'an City is small.
But this place is his home.
The sanctum he longed for day and night.
If anyone dared to wreak havoc here, he would kill them without hesitation.
To the people of Wan'an City, their sky might already encompass their entire world.
