Begging for Life, when Death Knocks

"You! Who are you!" One of them looked like their ringleader, the one they called Young Master Bendoch shouted at Zhang Yang with anger. The moment one of them had been slashed, the other two had sobered up immediately upon the sight of spilled blood.

"Me? I am no one. Just a passing grim reaper!"

Zhang Yang took note of their green colored name tags and was troubled by it. Killing a friendly NPC would not do him any good. There might even be a chance of him increasing the enmity of the residents who live in the town of Morning. It might even affect the quest availability or worse, he might not even able to get himself a [Territory Command Order].

Right then, Zhang Yang had already succumbed to his anger. With furious killing intent in his eyes, his brandish his sword, not hiding his intention to spare any of them. When Felice arrived at Zhang Yang’s side, she was infuriated. Fiery sparks burst out of from the tip of her spear.