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Chapter 1136: The Person’s Magnificence

Poison King Fu really could not understand why his lord would pay so much attention to the mere Sword Heart Gang, even sending out Qiu Yisha to join forces with him. Poison King Fu felt that this was all completely unnecessary. He alone was enough.

With Poison King Fu’s instructions, the others did not dare to ask any more questions. Although they had the advantage in numbers this time, they had been beaten up too ruthlessly previously. When they thought of the Sword Heart Gang’s methods, their hearts were filled with shadows. If they could poison them first, then they would be able to take revenge without bloodshed. It was a strategy they would be more than happy to execute.

No one noticed that a ghostly figure had stealthily snuck into the crowd.

Not when the people of the various forces not familiar with each other despite joining hands for a common cause. With an ordinary appearance, the person who snuck in easily went by unnoticed. Even Poison King Fu and Qiu Yisha were paying full attention to the movements in the camp and didn’t notice the newcomer.

The person found a quiet corner and lazily lay down. He narrowed his eyes as if he was deep in thought while staring at the night sky. Only the people around him though him a little strange. Once he had truly settled down, it was as if he had become one with the rocks around him and the grass beneath him. If he was not careful, he might even give off the illusion that he didn’t exist in this world. The others didn’t pay much attention to him yet. After all, they’re in a critical moment and could not afford to pay much attention to anything or anyone else.

“Attack!” When an hour had passed, Poison King Fu ordered with eyes flashing a cold light.

“Charge!”

“Kill!” The members of the various large factions had long held their breaths as they roared and charged out like wild beasts released from a cage.

The faint rays of the morning sun shone on the ground and the thick fog began to slowly disperse.

The camp was still silent.

As expected of Poison King Fu. His poison was really powerful. They charged over while shouting with spirit, but there was no reaction from the camp at all. The uneasiness in everyone’s hearts dissipated along with the fog. It seemed that they could easily take revenge this time.

Wu Tianlang and the other leaders of the forces gathered their vision and searched for Zhang Yuhong’s figure in the places of the camp where the fog had yet to completely dissipate. That pretty boy dared to injure them so badly. But these leaders were more ruthless than they let on. If that boy ever fell into their hands, they will skin him alive. The leaders imagined at least a hundred scenes of torture for Zhang Yuhong in their hearts as a sinister smile appeared on their bruised swollen face.

A red sun rose from the horizon, casting down tens of thousands of rays of golden light.

The faint mist had finally completely dissipated as dozens of figures appeared before their eyes, incomparably clear.

Ling Chuxi was smiling, calm and tranquil as if she was welcoming a guest from afar.

Lan Xinyu held the golden whip in her hand, her face full of excitement and anticipation. That expression reminded Ling Chuxi of the fatal encounter between a wolf and a sheep.

Gongxi Kuangdao and his men stood behind Ling Chuxi with their sleeves half-open. They were so close to showing their cruelty and violence on their faces.

And then, there was the most shameless, ruthless, and despicable gigolo in history had once brought them the most painful memories. The eldest young master of the Zhang family still held the zither in his arms and smiled innocently, a smile that made people’s hearts tremble violently.

However, the shock these figures would bring the enemies would not be as great as the one to be brought forth by a single figure that was about to make his first move.