Wan Zi, lying on the bed, opened her eyes.

She saw Lu Xiaobu in front of her, a flicker of cold anger flashing in her eyes.

Unlike ordinary women, she didn’t scream in panic.

Instead, she slowly got up, pulled out a cloak-like garment from the bedside, draped it over herself, and looked at Lu Xiaobu coldly.

Lu Xiaobu, seeing this, shook his head involuntarily.

Really, does it make any difference whether she wears this kind of clothes or not?

Wan Zi noticed the look in Lu Xiaobu’s eyes.

Yet she still didn’t speak.

Instead, she slowly scanned the cell.

She saw several men gulping incessantly, staring fixedly at her.

Although those men quickly lowered their heads in fear when she glanced over, she still saw them.

Wan Zi sneered coldly—men, ever daring because of their lust.

For lust, they could risk their lives.

No exceptions.

Then, she ripped a button from her clothing and threw it out.

"Bang!"

One of the men, nearly drooling, was pierced through the throat.

Blood splattered on the already filthy wall.

The surrounding prisoners, seeing this, immediately began to shiver continuously but desperately covered their mouths, not daring to cry out loud!

"Only one of you will survive." Wan Zi spoke calmly, then elegantly sat at the bedside.

Yes, elegantly.

Wan Zi, who had just taken a life, exuded an incredibly elegant demeanor.

And at the same time, the words from her mouth were the cruelest, coldest.

Only one will survive.

This cell had a total of eighteen people, including Lu Xiaobu.

And now, seventeen had to die!

This did not even include the one who just died!

As her words fell, three screams immediately resounded!

The hunt began.

The prisoners clumsily wielded every tool they could find, unhesitatingly attacking the fellow prisoners they had just huddled together with for warmth.

Blood was not unfamiliar to them.

"What a ruthless woman." Lu Xiaobu lightly remarked, looking at Wan Zi.

He had no time to save anyone, for he didn’t hear a single voice calling for rescue or protection among the prisoners.

"Sir is not ordinary." Wan Zi looked at Lu Xiaobu, her eyes indifferent.

However, her heart was full of thoughts.

The man before her was extraordinary.

To remain so calm and even comment on her in such an environment.

Moreover, her inexplicable presence in the cell.

All this made her very suspicious of the man before her.

Could he be someone from a powerful family?

And just then.

"Die! It’s me who survived!"

A voice filled with bloodthirsty frenzy came from behind Lu Xiaobu.

It was immediately followed by the pressure of something heavy falling.

It blew through Lu Xiaobu’s hair.

"Smack."

Without turning, Lu Xiaobu extended his hand behind him.

He caught it and threw it out.

"Smack."

The sound of impact against the wall.

"I..."

The final sound.

Wan Zi calmly watched this scene, becoming increasingly certain that this man was no ordinary person.

"Would Young Master care to chat in the main hall?"

Wan Zi extended an invitation.

Such a person must be thoroughly understood before deciding how to deal with him.

In case he’s a significant figure, it might bring death to her!

Don’t question why a prominent figure would be found lying on the ground to be picked up by her men.

Such things were not uncommon in this world; during the battles and skirmishes of cultivators, injuries and falls were aplenty.

Lu Xiaobu said nothing, merely motioned with his hand.

Wan Zi immediately understood: "Come, bring the young master’s belongings."

"Yes!"

Immediately, a bandit brought over Lu Xiaobu’s things.

Lu Xiaobu glanced at the bandit, then began to dress.

Once attired, Lu Xiaobu reached out and grasped the man’s throat.

"Ugh..."

The bandit’s eyes rolled back, and he grabbed Lu Xiaobu’s hand, trying to pry it off.

But it didn’t budge!

The bandit’s face turned a liver shade and began foaming at the mouth!

"What are you doing?!"

"Courting death!"

"Let go!"

Instantly, a mass of bandits surged forward, brandishing knives and surrounding Lu Xiaobu!

Ferocious and sinister!

However.

Lu Xiaobu seemed not to see them, continued slowly, steadily, exerting force on his hand.

Increasing his power while with his other hand, he removed a gold adornment this guy wore as a bracelet from his inner sleeve.

Stripped him bare?

Left him here?

Clearly indicating his displeasure!

That bandit exhibited more symptoms, and signs of life gradually vanished!

Yet the surrounding bandits merely watched in wide-eyed terror, making no move!

These bandits, used to killing like mowing grass, were now filled with rolling fear.

This person was terrifying!

Far more frightening than bandits like them!

Surrounded but unfazed, and slowly torturing the person in his grip!

This kind of person is a more dreadful demon than they are!

Wan Zi watched this scene, her heart roiling with various emotions.

This person was indeed extraordinary!

What had the raspy voice brought back for her?!

The reason only raspy voice was mentioned was because the gravelly-voiced one was currently in Lu Xiaobu’s hand.

"Crack."

The bandit’s neck vertebra snapped in Lu Xiaobu’s hand.

"Thud."

The corpse fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust!

"Let’s go now."

Lu Xiaobu clapped his hands, wiping the grime on a nearby bandit.

"Clang."

The knife in that bandit’s hand fell to the ground.

It was fright.

Wan Zi watched this scene, her eyes instantly turning icy.

Contemptible fool!

"Please."

Wan Zi stepped off the bed, turning to walk toward the main hall!

Lu Xiaobu followed.

As the two left, the bandits began to breathe heavily again.

Too terrifying, too terrifying!

Just now, they almost forgot to breathe!

Who was this person after all?!

What kind of person had they brought back?!

Almost at the main hall.

"Boss."

The raspy voice appeared.

Lu Xiaobu’s eyes immediately turned to look.

Wan Zi’s heart skipped a beat.

She could not understand why she, who was ever a killer, known as a female demon, was feeling fear towards this man now!

And then she became angry for feeling such an emotion!

"Kneel!"

Wan Zi coldly commanded the raspy voice.

"I..." the raspy voice was shocked.

What’s going on?!

Hadn’t he just been rewarded for presenting the Village Chief with an exceedingly satisfying gift?

Why was the Village Chief now demanding he kneel?!

"Kneel!"

Wan Zi’s voice turned even colder.

"Thud!"

The raspy voice dared not protest, immediately kneeling!

Then.

Wan Zi stepped over the raspy voice’s head!

She attributed her earlier rage entirely to the raspy voice!