"Boss, they're all dead... all of them are dead..."
"Those Transcendents couldn't even withstand a single encounter, they all died..."
"Xiong Qi is now kneeling before me, begging for mercy..."
"Boss, am I dreaming?"
...
Old Wei's words echoed in Cai Weiqian's ears.
By the time he arrived at the Ma Gang Headquarters, Xiong Qi, who once held a high position, was like a drowning man clutching at straws, crawling over on his knees, sobbing and begging with snot and tears.
His mouth had only one sentence, begging Boss Cai to spare his life.
When Cai Weiqian saw the limbs scattered all over the ground, he almost vomited out everything he had eaten at noon.
Old Wei came to his side and whispered, "Boss, the people have left. Two Transcendents came from the Ma Gang..."
"They're all dead?" Cai Weiqian asked in surprise.
