Tents and fire camps were common outside of Bronze Cauldron.

The chilling gales blew creepily beneath the night curtain.

No one else challenged Jun Sanqian and Ye Siwan. These were real masters standing at the top of Jin.

“Two geniuses indeed. I shall entertain you then.” Feiyun was still holding his bell without any fear.

Does this vagabond still want to fight after seeing their battle capabilities? Does he think that they won’t kill him? Many people were surprised. They thought that he should release Ruixin then kneel and beg for forgiveness. That’s the only way for him to survive this.

“In my opinion, the vagabond is weaker than that straw mat bandit earlier. Defeat in five moves, death in ten.”

“Maybe he’ll die in the first move. The power of a Giant is beyond the imagination of anyone lower, especially with...