Chapter 809: The Blood Tribe (2)
“Don’t worry, Boss. We’ll clean them out.” The Blood Tribe mbers chuckled.
At that mont, one man guarding the outside hastily entered the palace.
“Boss, doctor Xu has brought a bunch of people here looking for you.”
“Xu Lao?” ng Fusheng raised his brows.
So n spoke up. “Boss, that old man Xu hasn’t been providing us with sufficient dicines the past few months. We went to remind him several tis, but he just gave us a lackadaisical attitude. Should we take this chance to teach him a lesson?”
ng Fusheng raised his hand and put on a magnanimous face. “Xu Lao is the most highly skilled doctor in Fu Guang City. Be nicer to him, he is already so old and won’t be able to take much beating. Just seek him out in another few days for a ‘nice chat’. That’d be enough.”
ng Fusheng spoke in such a decent manner, but everyone in the Blood Tribe knew his underlying aning. They all smiled sinisterly.
“Since these people have been brought by Xu Lao, I will go look.” ng Fusheng casually stood up and walked out of the hall with several mbers in tow.
Outside the hall, Xu Lao was looking nervously at the Blood Tribe guard. He instinctively looked towards Ji Fengyan, only to discover that her attention was completely focused on the giant soldier god situated beside the palace.
In just a short while, ng Fusheng walked out with his Blood Tribe gang.
“Xu Lao, I heard that you are looking for ?” ng Fusheng strolled over briskly. He turned a pair of smiling eyes on Xu Lao, who instantly went on the alert.
Don’t be fooled by ng Fusheng’s usual anable manner. He was a ruthless criminal who could chat happily with you in one mont and then stab you in the very next instant.
Having worked with the Blood Tribe for so long, Xu Lao couldn’t help feeling a sense of fear whenever he saw ng Fusheng.
“Leader ng, it is not who wishes to speak with you. It’s... it’s this Miss Ji who wants to et you.” Xu Lao pointed at Ji Fengyan.
ng Fusheng shifted his gaze towards Ji Fengyan and saw a youthful and delicate-looking young girl. ng Fusheng couldn’t help smirking. Just as he was about to say sothing, his n suddenly noticed Linghe and rest standing behind Xu Lao. Their expressions changed as they hurriedly whispered in ng Fusheng’s ear.
“Boss, we had taken those treasures from this bunch of people.”
The smile on ng Fusheng gradually faded. He looked straight past Ji Fengyan towards Linghe and the gang. ng Fusheng felt rather astounded by what he saw.
His n had described them as a bunch of cowards and he thought they must be a group of namby-pamby, privileged boys—who must have offended soone and had no choice but to seek refuge here. But it appeared that this was not so.
The dozen n standing behind Xu Lao were tall and muscular, with hard faces. Even without exchanging moves with them, ng Fusheng could tell this bunch of people held definite fighting abilities.
But...
ng Fusheng noticed that they appeared extrely nervous. The look in their eyes betrayed the inner panic in their hearts.
ng Fusheng smiled at that. Physical prowess was useless without courage.
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