King Pavilion!
Within the private room now, the thick scent of blood permeated the air, especially the severed hands on the floor that sent chills down the spine.
No one had expected that an extra shadow would appear out of nowhere, let alone how the person had entered.
Moreover, up until now, they hadn't even seen the opponent's face clearly; they only saw a dark figure, which further added to everyone's psychological burden!
At this moment, Xing Shanhu's expression was solemn. He was a man accustomed to bloodshed, yet from that dark shadow, he sensed an incredibly dangerous aura.
The murderous aura from this person was even more intense than his own, almost materializing, indicating that he had killed enough people to be even more ruthless than him.
It was as if the figure was born to kill, bloodthirsty and violent! Provoking him would surely bring disaster!
