Li Fan took out the steel whip and patted it in his hand, "Have you come looking for Fuli Bojin?"
With system assistance, Li Fan directly spoke in the language of the Hu Lu, which made the two menacing men hesitate, exchanging glances, obviously not expecting him to speak their native tongue. They simultaneously stopped in their tracks and held off from making a move.
Well, it seems that knowing an extra foreign language isn't a bad thing after all.
The shorter one held his mace horizontally while glaring at Li Fan without saying a word, while the taller one lifted his ring-pommel saber and thumped his chest with his fist with a 'bang,' his voice rumbling like distant thunder, "I am Wu Jidu, a commander under King Zuoxian! Who is the master here? Where is Bojin?"
Seeing the Blood Infant sneak up behind the shorter man, Li Fan blurted out some nonsense, "I am from the Death Sect, Fa Ke by religious title, commonly known as Fu Li Aluba. Bojin has gone to play with women."
