"Fuck! Where's the knife? The gun?" the leader, sensing something was wrong, said with a quiver in his voice.
While he spoke, his gaze kept shifting, always plotting an escape route. It had always been his guiding principle.
"Amber, are you ready?"
Before the henchmen could respond, Qin Fan called out. He had been toying with the rabble, his movements elegant as they wasted their energy on him.
"Master, this is more than enough to kill this scum," Amber said, rising from the ground, her voice chilling with murderous intent.
Although I haven't fully recovered my strength, do I really need the power of a Dark Energy Peak cultivator to deal with a few ants like these?
"RUN!"
At that moment, as Amber rose from the ground with her face flushed red, the leader screamed hysterically.
