Seeing the strength of Boss Hemuju, Wang Tiezhu retreated directly. It was not his turn to take action against such an enemy.

Zhang Yuhan rushed forward, raised his sword to block the attacks of the three men, and kicked them all away one by one.

The stone table in the courtyard was knocked over, and the big tree in the middle trembled.

Poof... Boss Hemuju spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Zhang Yuhan, you have gone too far to bully others. If you come to Sishui City to cause trouble, the head of the Zhao family will not spare you if he finds out."

Wang Tiezhu smiled, poured a ring of treasures onto the ground, picked out something from the middle, and threw it to Boss Hemuju.

"Does it look familiar?"

Boss Hemuju was stunned, and his two friends even showed horrified expressions.

"City Lord's order?"

"Zhao family..."

"How can it be?"

I didn't hear any fighting or anything happening to the Zhao family, so where did this city lord's order come from?

In fact, this City Lord's Order was left in the ring by the head of the Zhao family before he had time to take it out.

He was really scared at that time. How could he have time to go out and get something?

Zhang Yuhan snorted coldly, her face full of pride.

"The head of the Zhao family is like a mouse meeting a cat when he meets my master. He offers a treasure trove with both hands. How come you, a little Hemuju, still want to resist? You are so brave. I want to ask you one last question.

Where is the marrow fragment?"

Even the head of the Zhao family has compromised. How can he, a small Xuan-level monk, have the heart to resist?
Chapter completed!