After Cai Yin left, Chen Tang bid farewell to Wei Qun and Wang Yanli, and departed from the Cyan Dragon Bureau, heading home.
It was already late at night, and there were few pedestrians on the streets.
Chen Tang walked for a while, then turned into another street.
Not far ahead, seven or eight people, towering in stature, seemed to be merchants from the Extreme North Cold Domain, appeared to have drunk, swaying as they approached this way.
Chen Tang glanced back.
Behind him on the street, a dozen people also appeared, moving in this direction.
Chen Tang remained calm and continued walking forward.
In the blink of an eye, he was already walking alongside the seven or eight people from the front.
Just as they brushed past each other.
Hum!
Without any warning, Chen Tang suddenly drew his sword!
Poof!
With just one sword, he pierced the man's armpit, puncturing his heart!
