The night grew dark, the faint moon hidden behind dark clouds, leaving the sky bereft of light.
Several men, severely injured by Luo Feng, were tied up like rice dumplings and thrown onto the ground.
Hundreds of villagers from Iron Lan Village surrounded them, radiating an air of bloodlust.
Luo Feng stood aside, shaking his head at the sight. How quickly the tables had turned. These martial arts experts had not expected to go from threatening these villagers to being at their mercy in such a short time.
"Young Hero, how do you suggest we deal with these men?"
An elderly man in a green robe with a white beard came forward, a hint of respect in his eyes as he asked Luo Feng.
