"Boss!"
Seeing Shan Tianyu knocked back by Chu Aoqing, the dozen or so people he had left to the side all stood up at once, their eyes filled with anger.
"All of you, shut up! If anyone dares to come over, I, Shan Tianyu, will be the first one to deal with them!" Shan Tianyu roared at his men. He steadied himself, a hateful smile playing on his lips as he looked at Mu Chen and Chu Aoqing. "Good! Very good! Let's just see how many times you, Chu Aoqing, can shield this trash from me!"
"Secret Technique! Shadow Dance..."
Like a summons from the depths of the Netherworld, Shan Tianyu's words were as ethereal and mysterious as a descending Brahma Sound. In that same instant, his figure split into four, each one incredibly lifelike and solid!
But that wasn't the crucial part. What was, was that each of the four figures wore a different expression. One was disdainful, another arrogant, a third indifferent, a fourth bloodthirsty... It was as if each of them had its own consciousness!
