In an instant, from the center of Thirty Shops to the east gate, blood splattered everywhere, and one after another, people in black clothing fell.
Li Cheng, the Flag Leader of the White Banner who had come over from Xiaoyao Ferry, had a face full of terror and was also one of those fleeing to the east of the city.
In his hand, he was still holding a dripping, bloody head.
It was the head of Tao Luwang, the deputy leader under the chief incense master of Xiaoyao Ferry.
It was that Sect Leader from Mount Heng,
Mo Da from Xiaoxiang Night Rain!
The deputy leader was dead!
That old fellow, on this dark night, was like a grim reaper, with nearly twenty of the White Banner killed, including Tao Luwang!
Now, apart from him, there were only four others nearby; the rest who had survived had already scattered.
Tao Luwang's body could not be taken with them; they could only cut off his head and send it to Xiaoyao Ferry.
