บท 816: Chapter 817: The Lingering Spirit

Chapter 817

Bai Yuanfei had no confidence that he could bluff his way past the Rong Clan's inspection, nor did he dare to bet that the three Rong warriors wouldn't chop him down as an afterthought once he passed through.

In the end, he felt more confident carving out a path forward with the knife in his hands. As long as he killed the three men in front of him, his whereabouts would not be leaked, and once he fled rapidly to the foot of Chang'an City, he would be safe.

What were three Rong warriors, after all?

The three of them hadn't anticipated that the Bai Yuanfei, who had just been standing dumb as a wooden chicken, would suddenly transform, becoming swift and ferocious. The short curved knife in his hand was like the fanged teeth of a beast, exuding an intimidating aura.

With just one thrust, he stabbed one of the Rong warriors in the belly, and with a swift upward slash, he gutted him in an instant.