In the central plaza, a robust figure unleashed his fists and feet, and surprisingly, no one could withstand even a single move against him.
With each move, whether it be chores or elite, all were slain under his fists.
Meanwhile, hidden among the grass and trees surrounding Renxin Hall, a group of disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall took cover.
They were none other than the chores hall's law enforcement disciples led by Ning Qian.
"Senior Brother Ning, Lin Yuan is slaughtering the disciples so freely. Should we?" A disciple from the Law Enforcement Hall asked in a low voice.
The black man leading the team beside him was Ning Qian, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a round face, a square nose, and a deep, heavy self-confidence that emanated a strong killing intent.
"..."
Ning Qian did not say a word, coldly sweeping his gaze over the person speaking.
That person felt an overwhelming pressure descend in an instant, making it almost impossible to breathe.
