The Heavenly Tiger Swordsman
The Guardians of the Gang Family Residence

“Hey, what happened? I heard the shout of Great Lord Dalan earlier."

“True, did any of you know what happened to Big Lord Dalan?"

Another group of guards had just arrived when quite a number of the previous guards were trying to interrogate Hao Zhao, who had been, where each of them who had just come was so made curious about what really happened that Gang Dalan could shout so pitifully.

“You may not believe this, but the circumstances of the Great Lord Dalan ...." One of the guards who had arrived first, pointed to the condition of Gang Dalan's body which was completely inappropriate to look at.

The newly arrived group of guards were immediately startled, where most of them began to feel nauseous seeing all that.

Blood splattered on the floor near the mattress where Gang Dalan's body lay, where it was the blood from the seepage of the mattress that seemed endless kept dripping.

“Who did this, not to mention the Chief Guard ...."

The newly arrived guards did not expect that such an event would happen there at all, not to mention after seeing the head of the guard has the condition of the body is no less sad to make them daunted if they have to face the person who did it all.

“This boy is the culprit, only he was in this room when we came here," said one of the guards who had arrived first, pointing at Hao Zhao who was standing still not far from the body of the Dalan Gang was also the head of the guard.

The newly arrived guard troupe did not pay much attention to Hao Zhao because it was too focused on the body of Gang Dalan as well as the head of the guard, too, knowing if the one who did it all was a younger generation of course they half-believed.

“Are you sure? The Chief Guard was not an indiscriminate swordsman, how could a person as young as himself be able to defeat the Chief Guard?" One of the guards who had just come, asked the certainty of the matter from those guards who had already arrived there first.

“I don't believe it either, but you can ask the others about the fact that if there was only one of them here when we first arrived," said one of the guards who had come first, confused to explain how to those who still refused to believe.

Hao Zhao who was so ready with the sword in his hand could only pay attention to every conversation between them, feeling quite comforted knowing each of the guards did not put their guard on him just because he looked young.

“How young a person is not at all influential in the martial world, you better start applying thoughts like this or regret later." Hao Zhao quickly moved towards each of those guards.

“Hey, banish him!"

“Sial, don't let him act at will."

The guards who were originally still filled with doubt eventually remained vigilant after seeing how quickly Hao Zhao moved, not to mention everything that happened afterwards made every one of the guards start to believe that it was true that Hao Zhao was the one who was most likely to do it all.

Every guard that was there did not take long for Hao Zhao to be so depressed, so depressed that not even a few of them had to die because of Hao Zhao's sword swing.

Hao Zhao could easily finish off the guards there was obviously a reason, where the strength level of the guards was so low when compared to Hao Zhao that was the biggest reason.

“Let's make it quick." Hao Zhao began to pour a deep force into his sword, where it was immediately enveloped by a bluish-colored energy that was quite bright.

“He can use that much inner power? He was definitely a high-level swordsman!"

“Hey, quickly retreat if you don't want to die under the swing of his sword!"

The guards who were aware of the profound energy around Hao Zhao's sword eyes, began to feel it made sense why Hao Zhao could finish off the Dalan Gang as well as the Gang's residence's guard chief.

Indeed what Hao Zhao did was not what just any swordsman could do, where among the guards included even the head of the residence guard, though, none of them could do what Hao Zhao did.

What Hao Zhao did was so suddenly, making the guards who tried to run unable to evade Hao Zhao's sword swing that it had to end up losing their lives.

Around a dozen guards were already lying on the floor of the residence as Hao Zhao finished finishing off one last guard there, where the smell of blood rancid immediately filled the residence.

“I hate this smell," Hao Zhao said as he stepped out of the residence.

“Hey, what are you doing intruder!"

A loud voice rang out, where there were already seen dozens of other guards right after Hao Zhao stepped foot out of the residence.

“Oh? So it's not finished?" Hao Zhao grinned, where he now raised his sword once more to prepare.

Hao Zhao, who realized that the night was getting late, finally decided to get things done quickly.

“Dance of the Heavenly Tiger Sword," Hao Zhao said softly.

Hao Zhao afterwards was busy playing with his own sword, where the guards who saw that could only frown.

“Hey, what is he doing?"

“No idea, maybe practice swords?"

“Training swords in the residence belonging to the city lord? Is he crazy?"

The guards who held the task of guarding on the outside of the residence, were made so curious as to what Hao Zhao was doing.

“Hey, but if you notice why the swordplay is so stunning?"

“You're right, this is the most beautiful swordplay I've ever seen in my life."

The guards though initially looked at Hao Zhao strangely, gradually began to get dissolved with how Hao Zhao played his sword. So dissolved that even to the point that every one of them was riveted.

Long enough for Hao Zhao to play his sword, until the guards simultaneously collapsed for no apparent reason to lose their lives.

“So, what's the last one?" Hao Zhao put a sword in his scabbard.

Hao Zhao's sword itself momentarily disappeared into the s.p.a.ce ring, where it was almost impossible for Hao Zhao to show it as long as he was in the city if there was nothing to do.

Hao Zhao walked out of the gate of the Gang family residence as if nothing had happened, leisurely strolling to enjoy the nightly atmosphere of the city that was beginning to feel desolate, silent, everything seemed normal without any of the townspeople knowing what was happening inside the residence of the lord of their city.

“I wonder how the residents of this city will react tomorrow," Hao Zhao said softly as he hummed every step of the way.

A little relieved indeed Hao Zhao after knowing now only had to take care of the bandits only after, where Hao Zhao did not think to take a pause for too long before doing so.

“Do the bandits I take care of tomorrow?" Hao Zhao lightly, clearly felt so satisfied with how his body was now that it was no longer as full of weight as it was when he suffered internal injuries.