As the morning breeze swept across the Agathon land, men dressed in full combat suits ran a marathon on the road. Some held guns in their arms, while the rest walked with only a sword, or nothing on them, barehanded.
"Man, let us have some kill score today." Bao Xiong sighed in a dissatisfied tone. "You're not the only one with strength."
"Whoa, Bao Xiong," both twins, the Yanluos, pushed Bao Xiong on both shoulders. "Do you wish to die?"
They frowned and moved away from Bao Xiong, leaving the boy to face Tiger's wrath alone.
For the Yanluos, they knew what Tiger was capable of. Since the Kang clan destroyed theirs and left them for testimony, they pledged never to cross any of the Kang's paths, including Tiger.
Tiger moved forward, the heels of his boots striking the granite ground like thunder, then stopped when he reached Bao Xiong's left side. "Be careful how you speak to me."
