"This time, everyone entering the city is from our family. Not a single member of the Black Sand Gang showed up. Could it be…"
At that thought, Zhao Qingcheng's face grew even darker.
The Black Sand Gang were originally ruthless bandits; integrity and honorable methods were never their forte.
At this moment, Zhao Qingcheng couldn't help but suspect Zhao Liehong was scheming to wear down their strength!
"Family Head! The young master's signal arrow has already been fired—there's likely been a mishap. Shouldn't we go to support him?"
A Blood Refining Realm martial artist from the Zhao family stepped forward, looking anxiously toward the County Magistrate's residence.
Zhao Qingcheng let out a cold snort.
"Hmph! Support my ass! This is obviously a trap. If you don't want to die, retreat from the city immediately!"
"Family Head!"
The Zhao family members were about to say something, but Zhao Qingcheng cut them off directly.
