「East City Gate.」
Li Qi was pacing back and forth like an ant on a hot pan.
THUD! THUD!
The sound of footsteps approached.
Li Qi's spirits lifted. He hastily turned to look, and a shadowy figure emerged from the darkness.
"You're finally back, Zhao Liu! How many Gold Coins did you get?" he asked excitedly.
But the figure did not respond; an eerie silence hung in the air.
"Zhao Liu? What's going on? Why are you being so mysterious?"
Li Qi frowned.
As the figure drew closer, Li Qi finally realized something was wrong.
That figure was not Zhao Liu!
Moreover, the shadow was carrying someone on his shoulder.
SWISH!
Suddenly, the shadow's speed exploded, and his palm emanated a white glow.
That's True Qi!
Realizing the grave danger, Li Qi turned to flee.
But the shadow was faster. He caught up in a few steps and killed Li Qi with a single palm strike!
This person was none other than the steward of the Ling Mansion.
"Courting death!"
