Clearing Out Outsiders!

"Damn it!"

"I can't take it anymore."

A white man with thick arms tattooed with malevolence walked out of the bar. He spat on the floor and spoke wantonly to me.

He glanced at the dim corner of the bar and walked over with the girl beside him.

The erhu in his hand had already stopped. After aligning with the Six Swords Slave, Broken Water, the old blind man silently stood up in the shadows. He stepped on the shadow and followed like a shadow.

"Broken Water" belonged to the Hermit. Its battle aura would be completely concealed. The Hermit was overly anxious and was only waiting for the best opportunity to kill him with a single strike.

In the corner of the room that smelled like urine.

The white man impatiently unbuttoned his shirt. Very soon, his breathing became rapid.

In the dim world, a silver light lit up. He leaned forward and his footsteps became an arrow.