Subjected daily to the terror-filling murderous aura that pervaded heaven and earth by Mr. Ying, Wang Anfeng's sensitivity to this unique qi mechanism had become almost instinctual.
At that fleeting glimpse just now, the whiff of breath was faint yet exceedingly clear. According to Mr. Ying, unless one's life was dominated by relentless killing, resolute decisiveness, and the cultivation of relevant supreme skills, only those harboring a murderous intent would exhibit an overflowing murderous aura.
And in the brief time it took for these thoughts to pass, that person had already disappeared into the crowd, leaving behind only the faint murderous aura.
Wang Anfeng frowned slightly. With the holiday season approaching, a blood incident here could provoke quite the commotion.
It might be better to make a trip to the Government Office and report this.
But before that, he needed to rinse off the fruit stand...