While he was relishing the pleasure of feasting, he suddenly became aware of a gaze settling on him.
Jiang Chen immediately lifted his gaze, his eyes flickering with ghostly fire as he intensely watched the two troublemakers charging towards him.
"These two have decent skills, full of vigor and blood; they're worthy to become the prime dish at my banquet tonight."
He then turned his head, looking towards Professor Zheng who was hiding behind him, and commanded:
"These people are mine to handle. You lead the others, continue releasing our imprisoned brethren and just clean up the riff-raff."
"Yes, Master."
Professor Zheng immediately accepted the command with respect.
At this moment, his glasses were shattered, his body smeared with blood, his chest conspicuously bearing several bullet holes that were startling to behold.
Yet he seemed as if nothing had happened to him.
