Swish!
Plop... Plop...
Right after Xia Chuan drew his sword and killed two people, Yuwen Dao and over a hundred others also drew their weapons, slaying all the more than a hundred people they had just escorted there.
Over a hundred lives were ended in less than three breaths.
The entire cave was silent, save for the crackling of the burning wood. The smell of blood filled the air as everyone present looked at the more than a hundred corpses lying haphazardly on the ground, swallowing hard.
They looked up at Xia Chuan, Yuwen Dao, and the others, faces filled with joy, bewilderment, shock, and a hint of fear—a complex mix of emotions.
The joy was because the Three Tigers Camp, which had been plaguing the Five Ape Mountain, was destroyed!
The bewilderment was because it was destroyed in such an absurd manner.
They didn't even know the whole story. The two main culprits of the Three Tigers Camp, along with over a hundred followers, were executed.
