A mass of people had appeared out of nowhere, pressing in; at the vanguard was a tall man, no less than one meter eighty, with a bushy beard, and his eyes glowed with a fearsome, bestial light.
The aura emanating from his body was wildly fierce. He was one of Xiao Yifeng's subordinates, known as Kuang Shi. All one hundred members of the Zhan Huang mercenary group's elites, who had come to Tianhai, followed him, each with an indifferent face and radiating an endless aura of slaughter.
As this group emerged, the air in the courtyard of the villa became unbearably oppressive, as if even the air itself was about to solidify.
Pangshou Tuotuo and the elite of Flame Gate, upon seeing this crowd, had their expressions change, growing somber.
Cold Edge, lying on the ground, pallid-faced and breathing weakly, sighed in relief at the sight of Kuang Shi and the others, only to pass out completely the next moment.
"Who are you?"
