"Senior Brother Cloud Collins, are we just going to let this kid leave like this? Brother Li Rui just died in vain?"
Although they were afraid of Ling Xiao, the members of the Li Clan still harbored strong feelings about Li Rui's death.
Furthermore, with their superior numbers, they always thought they could bully the fewer.
"I, Ling Xiao, am leaving. Who among you can stop me!"
With a cold laugh, Ling Xiao shouldered the corpse of the Howling Moon Wolf and swaggered through the crowd of the Li Family.
No one dared to make a move.
The scene of Ling Xiao killing the Martial Artist at the Martial Veins Third Layer, Li Rui, with a single punch was still vivid in their minds.
They all knew very well, whoever struck first, would die!
Having passed through the crowd, Ling Xiao inwardly heaved a sigh of relief.
