Sun Wuming licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face twisted into a sinister grin as a chilling murderous intent flickered in his eyes. His men charged forward, ready to attack Tangyu and his group, but Sun Wuming stopped them with a wave of his hand. With a menacing smile, he glared at Tangyu, his intent to kill palpable, "None of you will leave here standing today, even if you bring Xiao Yu and Huangfu Qingyun, I will not give them any face."