"I'll do my best!"
Ji Tianqi's calm response eased both Luo Xingyi and Teng Zhuo's minds.
As for Jiang Congshu and Bai Xiuchu in the train carriage, they actually didn't care about the life or death of some criminal.
Jiang Congshu was afraid of death, but he really wasn't afraid of a confirmed criminal being killed for resisting arrest during the capture process—it wasn't him being killed after all!
He was the type who would clap and cheer when seeing a bad person die or even spit and say 'serves them right'.
Bai Xiuchu cared even less.
The world was not peaceful, especially outside the cities and in the dark corners within them.
Walking along with 'that woman' before, she had seen too many mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Quietness returned to the inside and outside of the carriage again.
Ji Tianqi continued silently wiping his Mysterious Iron Great Sword—more precisely, a Super Alloy Greatsword crafted with modern technology and materials.
