บท 42: A Haughty, Cold, and Imposing Attitude

After soaking comfortably in the pool for a while and cleaning himself, Wang Hu ran straight toward the south.

With Wang Hu's current speed, a mountain trail of 50 kilometers was nothing more than a matter of ten to twenty minutes even if he were to run at a normal speed.

He easily found the squad of soldiers that Li Tong had previously mentioned. Despite having prepared themselves a long time ago and even for every moment of the day, these carefully selected soldiers couldn't help but freeze up all over and find themselves weak at the knees when Wang Hu's enormous form appeared in front of them. Even breathing had become difficult, and it was as if they couldn't do anything at all.

A shoulder height of 4.5 to 4.6 meters and a body length of approximately eight meters—that incredibly powerful might of Wang Hu's was as though a towering mountain. Just a look from it was enough to entirely dissolve all of a person's courage and willpower.