Wang Hao flashed them a grin, revealing eight fairly even white teeth.
Following that, he leaped into the air, his toes touching the second floor's balcony as he performed a 360-degree flip in the air, landing steadily on the ground.
The Xin Xiaowan in his arms was so frightened that she paled, her sparkling big eyes wide with disbelief that all of this was real.
Seeing that only five or six people were pursuing them, Wang Hao didn't run away. With a slight flick of his toes, the brightly polished cleaver of Third Brother landed in his hand.
After swinging it a couple of times, he felt quite comfortable with it. He started to reveal a bold smile on his face, exuding the confidence of, "With this blade in my hands, the world is mine, peering over Jianghu, who dares to compete with Dao Feng!"
Wang Hao took out a cigarette, lit it, took a casual puff, blowing out a smoke ring, and then casually passed it to Xin Xiaowan.
