All of the men from the Mu Rong family were screaming, amongst them were two of Mu Rong Zhan’s children. They looked at Jiang Chen with hatred. In their eyes, Jiang Chen was a killer, a killer that wouldn’t even blink when he killed someone.
Jiang Chen still had a calm look on his face, this kind of image wouldn’t do him any harm. Cruelty was the best word to describe this world of cultivation, the weak was easy prey for the strong. In Jiang Chen’s world, an enemy will always be an enemy; he can only destroy them. If you show your enemies mercy, then you will only experience great pain.
“Sigh…”
Jiang Zhen Hai sighed, he felt a little lost because after all these years of fighting with Mu Rong Zhan, it had now come to an end.
“Chen’er, now that the Mu Rong family is destroyed, what are you going to do with these people?”
Jiang Zhen Hai asked.
The warriors from the Mu Rong family looked at Jiang Chen, their destinies were in the hands of this little demon lord whose words will decide their fate.
“Those whose surname is Mu Rong will have their cultivation base destroyed while the rest will break one of their own arms and be chased out of Fragrant Sky city, never being allowed back into the city.”