What's going on?
Coming to steal the kill??
Fang Yu was dumbfounded.
Upon closer inspection, isn't this Lord Li Baizhen's arrow!
Well, look, I just finished up here, and you've already arrived, huh!
Luckily I was fast enough, otherwise you would have stolen the kill. How could I even sleep tonight? I'd be furious!
As if to confirm Fang Yu's words.
Soon after, a figure dashed into Ronghua Dyeing Factory.
Looking up, the gate was destroyed, walls collapsed, and the square was littered with debris, bodies, and blood everywhere, a horrifying sight.
Amidst the wreckage, a young man sat calmly next to a massive corpse, glancing sideways at himself.
Just one look, and Lord Li Baizhen felt an inexplicable sense of alarm.
The cruel corpses scattered around, contrasted with the calm demeanor of the youth, created a stark contrast, evoking a unique sense of detachment.
It was as if the youth was indifferent to everything in this world, as if he didn't belong here.
