369 Zhu Hongsheng’s Cold Sweat

Zhu Hongsheng looked at Ye Mo dumbly. If the ground weren’t covered in bodies, he would think he'd seen things wrong.

Zhu Hongsheng had seen many masters in his life, and he had even believed he was at the apex, yet now he realized that he hadn’t even passed through the doors to mastery. And this young man; he was the real master. Perhaps, he was no longer even merely a master. He wasn't a normal human being. Who could possibly cultivate ancient martial arts to such a degree?

A quick stroll, and more than 20 Grey Alliance members died. Such means...

Thinking about this, Zhu Hongsheng didn’t dare let his mind wander anymore. Cold sweat ran down his back. He hadn’t come here out of bravery. He had simply never considered them a threat. If this man wanted to annihilate the Hong Martial Gang, he would at most need to take a stroll between them.