Because he saw the Flying Knife at the figure's throat, a handle-only Flying Knife, the small dagger hilt, still flashing with a cold light.
How is this possible? This is not real, a First-class Grandmaster, a Wind Wolf Banner Master, actually dead!
This... this... this..., for a moment, Cheng Yong was unable to express his own feelings, and just like Cheng Yong, the Martial Artists following him were likewise unable to articulate their emotions at this moment.
Most of them did not recognize Zheng Ming, and for Li Flying Dagger, whose shots never miss, they had taken these words as nothing more than a joke after a bout of drunken laughter.
It was because of their willingness to face danger and their readiness to sacrifice their lives for justice that they had come together.
And it was because of this, after Zheng Ming had slain Wan Hu Xiao, that they realized Li Flying Dagger wasn't a boast that Zheng Ming had made up.
