บท 88: Chapter 88

The group was led by a tall man who wore a dashing cerulean robe on himself. He seemed the toughest of these bunch of old men and was indeed living aptly true to his title.

The boss walked in front and had the craftiest swagger among the lot. His eyes spoke volumes of experience and to add to it all, the air of mystery around him was a tad mightier than the rest.

No one could really embody a boss but the boss himself alone. And how could the boss speak that easily this early in the game.

"Hummmm..." The boss kept mum and let his subordinates continue to spout some drivel.

There were five of them here and each one never doubted that bringing an entire team to finish a single man was a bit overkill.

Alas, this was the wish of King Zhang Jia and it was always a good idea to not get on that horrible man's bad side.

This was why 5 Mortal Shedding Experts at the 8th Stage were here to grant justice unto a fallen noble.