C103 (1/2)
”F * ck, you bunch of trash, what are you all standing around for?!” Stop what? Hurry up and kill them all. There aren't many left. I'll give each of you one hundred purple coins. ” Seeing that both sides had stopped fighting, Han Shaojie, who had been hiding to the side ever since the start of the battle, appeared once again in the crowd's line of sight.
A person had no choice but to lower their head under the eaves. The Han Family's men were truly helpless in their hearts. If this situation continued, then their side would undoubtedly suffer unprecedented losses. But this young master of his clan … He mocked himself in his heart, 100 Purple Coins? Could it be that his life is only worth 100 Purple Coins in his eyes? Was it really that cheap?
”I'll give each of you ten thousand purple coins. Help me kill him!” Just at this moment, a dark and cold voice rang out from the room, causing everyone to feel a chill run down their spines. The deathsworn from the Han family all revealed flabbergasted expressions.
As long as Teng Yan was here, with this young master who had created miracles, they all believed, no, they all believed, that no matter how strong the opponent was, no matter how invincible the opponent was, they themselves would be able to kill him. This was a kind of conviction, a kind of high trust in Teng Yan. Teng Yan was now a soul that defied the will of the heavens, the spiritual pillar of all his brothers. He was the undefeatable war god and the cold and proud god of slaughter. With him, the Heaven Defying Heaven would be invincible. It was enough to massacre the entire Dreamsky Continent.
”It's you?” Han Shaojie looked at Teng Yan in shock. It wasn't because of Teng Yan, but because of Teng Yan's words, ”I will give each of you ten thousand purple coins. Please help me kill him.” Han Shaojie knew clearly in his heart that these Han Family Death Soldiers were basically making money for him. Now … It was hard for him to imagine whether they would turn the tables on him and kill him.
It was a pity that Han Shaojie had whispered about his family's death squads. If they were going to work so hard for money, it would have been for the sake of Han Ying, the head of the Han Clan, and the Imperial Prime Minister.
All of the Han Family's Death Soldiers had received Han Ying's favor, which was why they were willing to stay and work for the Han Family.
Teng Yan stared coldly at Han Shaojie, he had rushed over because he heard the huge commotion in the courtyard. The moment he stepped in, the smell of blood on the ground shocked him, and the instant he saw the corpses of his brothers, Teng Yan went berserk.
These were all his brothers, all brothers of Teng Yan. Now that he was killed in his own home, he did not care how heavy the enemy's price was, he only knew that if so many brothers left him, no matter who it was, the blood debt would be repaid. This had always been Teng Yan's goal, just like the last time when he massacred Kara Tuo Town.
Teng Yan was feeling regret in his heart. However, it was not because he had offended Han Shaojie, but because they did not kill him. If they had, then perhaps they would not have to die now. It was all because he was too merciful, yes, he was too merciful, and being merciful to the enemy was akin to being cruel to being cruel to himself. This principle was proven once again.
The originally clear and cloudless weather suddenly brought about a strange cold wind, one that made everyone's hearts turn cold. A strong killing intent engulfed the entire Dongfang family and even the sky changed color. His pair of ice-cold eyes instantly turned blood-red. Not only were they from the Han Family, they were also Han Shaojie's. Even his heaven-defying brothers were shocked. Those red eyes? It was hard for them to imagine the extent to which a person's anger could turn their eyes red.