Chapter 118: Water Knows The Answer. (4)
Qing's expression immediately turned fierce. This was because among those who played flutes at people, there were no normal individuals. They were all pieces of shits.
Above all, the memory of the Net of Heaven and Earth from Jin Jangmyeong's time was already etched as a scar in her ample bosom.
Soon, fishermen emerged from the cloth-covered fish farm’s interior, each wielding weapons.
Qing drew her sword with a chilling gaze.
However, there were quite a lot of them.
They came pouring out like a disturbed beehive, to the point where it was hard to tell if this was a fish farm or a soldiers' barracks.
"Uh, that's quite a lot, huh?"
This wasn't said out of panic.
If it were, Qing's expression wouldn't have been so bright.