Upon Xiao Qiang's arrival at the entrance of the house, the guards there reacted as though they were witnessing a ghost. Their faces grotesquely contorted in pure terror, bodies trembling uncontrollably at the sight of Xiao Qiang.
Being guards of the Zheng Family, they clearly knew the formidable reputation of the six men standing before them. These were esteemed warriors, each surpassing even the late heir of the Zheng family, yet none of them managed to stop the onslaught of Xiao Qiang, this merciless demon incarnate.
"You, don't come any closer!"
A ninth-grade martial artist, his voice quivering, yelled at Xiao Qiang. He and another guard were left to guard the entrance.
Xiao Qiang coldly smirked, showing no sign of hesitation. Quick as lightning, he darted into the house before the guards could react. Prostrate on the ground with a trail of blood spattered across their foreheads, their lives were snuffed out in an instant.
