His nose still smelled the faint odor of blood.
Obviously, the outcome of the battle at Ghost Cry Cliff was already known here.
Some high-level members of Baicao Hall, seeing the situation had turned dire, wanted to seize the opportunity to loot and escape with the funds...
A burly figure with a yellow face, carrying a huge bundle, roared upwards as his steel claws sliced through the air, killing three people in succession and bursting out.
"Make way."
This man was as ferocious as a tiger, his eyes red, killing anyone he encountered...
Even the maidservants and servants blocking the way were killed with a swipe of his claw.
From his demeanor, it was clear that he had gotten hold of the largest sum of money.
He was eager to escape.