Hearing that the Overturning Sky Thieves had all been slain in the South Mountain Stream, Zhan Jingquan, who had been feigning slumber with closed eyes, opened them, his wicked gaze full of playful mirth.
"Is there such a swordsman in Danmu Town?"
Leaning forward like a Soaring Tiger, Zhan Jingquan said with great interest, "Can we find out where he comes from..."
"I've already sent people to Yan Fu City to investigate; we should have an answer in a few days."
Zhan Jiao bowed and replied: "It's just that the retainers have been making quite a fuss these last two days, saying they want to avenge the fourth master. Your Highness, should we..."
"Damn it, with just a word from my master, Old Bull will take the brats and flatten the Zhen Clan, and bring back that stinking bitch Zhen Ping'er!"
Upon hearing the mention of action, Fierce Bull Zhan Cheng immediately stood up to volunteer.
"Sit down."
