The chill of the blade seemed to threaten to shred his skin into pieces!
Beside them,
two beauties were startled awake, screaming out loud but quickly clamped their mouths shut, not daring to make any rash moves!
Because the katana was practically at their side as well.
The dreadful killing intent seemed as though it was going to slice open their delicate skin.
It was a long, sharp katana.
A tall figure, as slim as a bamboo pole, with both hands on the sword, stood by the bed.
His face bore an extreme chill and venomous ferocity, coupled with a strong scent of blood.
With his considerable experience in the jianghu, Boss knew at a glance that one should never upset this man, as he would not hesitate for a moment to bring his katana down and split one's head in two.
Zhang Baozi asked in a mutter, "Bro, who... who are you? What do you want? Do you know I am Zhang Baozi? In Mei Chuan City..."
