After Card left, his third disciple belatedly followed.
Zhang San gave a meaningful look to Wang Ziteng and Big Head Wang.
The third disciple had just run a few steps outside when Big Head Wang tripped him with his foot.
The nearby Martial Artists immediately helped him up with enthusiasm, worried that he might have hurt himself. They quickly covered his mouth, took control of him, and led him away.
After all, as long as his mouth was covered, he couldn't cry out in pain.
That means no pain!
Standing on the platform, Zhang San looked leisurely over at Hong Shan.
The man, who looked younger than forty, also met Zhang San's gaze at just the right moment.
"Master Hong Shan seems displeased,"
"You come to the Mysterious Soldiers Sect and kill the guests of the Mysterious Soldiers Sect, what makes you think I should be happy?"
