An Arrow Shoots Bu Fang!

"No need, I'm here."

A nonchalant voice seemed to linger everywhere like the evening drum or the morning bell that echoed in everybody's mind.

They all lifted their heads to watch a Netherworld Ship slowly drift toward them. The terrifying aura from the ship permeated the place. There were several figures on the ship. However, the slender one standing in the forefront deck with his head stooped was the most conspicuous.

That figure wore a cool face with calm bright eyes that watched the Shura Army underneath.

Many people hadn't grabbed a hold of themselves yet. They didn't know who that young man was, but he felt familiar. However, after a moment, everybody was terrified.

"Owner Bu?! Why had he ran to this place!"

"He's that dark horse chef! He came here himself!"

"Isn't he afraid of death? Sovereign Shura wants to see him. He wants to court death himself, doesn't he?"