Handsome, dashing. Ying Hongyue was still the same as he was all those years ago. Yuan Shuo broke through the air to take a close look at him. Ying Hongyue wore a smile on his face, Green and Orange Moon standing by his side. The man seemed particularly jaunty as he waved his fan, like those around him were nothing.5

Yao Si and Sky Sword were premier heavyweights, but he didn’t fear them. Ying Hongyue simply looked at the city and sighed, “Blood runs hot in the veins of the young, alright. They snap their locks without further thought. I have to say, that makes them much stronger than we were back in the day.0

“Stop watching, everyone,” he laughed. “It’s not good to have everyone die as you watch, is it?”0

“Are you always this flamboyant, Ying Hongyue?” An incredibly muscular man appeared upon laughter in the wind. He forced the old inspector general back with a punch. “Old Chen, do you want to match fists with me?”0

“Yama!”0

“We’re all the same, Old Chen, stop pretending and step aside!” the muscular man roared with laughter. “I won’t take you to task for killing Chu River. His condition was poor and unstable,...0