"The ‘Salvation Association,’ despite its large numbers, was no match for the elite ‘Si Hai Bang’ and was quickly annihilated. The president of ‘Salvation Association’ was killed by ‘The Great Dragonhead’ with a single strike. However, not all members of the ‘Salvation Association’ were killed. They disappeared into ‘Bianzhou Prefecture,’ hoping to make a comeback, but they underestimated ‘The Great Dragonhead’.”
"What they considered going into hiding was nothing but a joke to ‘The Great Dragonhead.’ In fact, ‘The Great Dragonhead’ had long discovered them, he was simply using them as bait for a bigger catch.”
"And now, ‘The Great Dragonhead’ is ready to act.”
"In order to challenge the ‘Knife Monarch’ without any unexpected incidents, ‘The Great Dragonhead’ is putting everything into this single move.”
The eyes of the Red Sleeve Girl turned red as she spoke.
Before Jason could speak, she knelt before him.
"I hope Master Mu can help us.”
As the Red Sleeve Girl spoke, she was about to kowtow.
He wasn’t used to being kowtowed to .
Moreover, he wasn’t sure if this fake Red Sleeve Girl would use this kowtow to launch an attack.
Jason was familiar with the concealed crossbow mechanism hidden in the sleeves.
Jason asked cautiously.
"To be honest, I am the adopted daughter of the ‘Salvation Association’ president. I initially infiltrated ‘Si Hai Bang’ to avenge my father, but after meeting Miss Longnu, my resolve unknowingly weakened.”
"Miss Longnu treated me like a sister, and I couldn’t bear to see her go through the pain of losing a father as well.”
"Moreover, ‘The Great Dragonhead’s strength is beyond imagination, far beyond what I can handle.”
The fake Red Sleeve Girl’s face displayed inexplicable emotions of helplessness and pain as she spoke.
Jason stood there asking, not moving an inch, contrary to how others would step forward to inquire further with such words.
"And I found out that my adoptive father is not as selfless as others say.”
"He had his own selfish motives.”
The Red Sleeve Girl stretched her words again.
Jason still hadn’t moved from where he stood.
"And his subordinates were the same.”
"Compared to ‘The Great Dragonhead’, they were merely using a banner for their own gain, even…”
Jason asked, maintaining a safe distance from the Red Sleeve Girl without moving his feet.
"Even those so-called recruited martial artists were pre-arranged by them.”
"Everything was… fake.”
The Red Sleeve Girl sighed, uttering an indescribable melancholy.
This melancholy was genuine.
She lowered her head, not looking at Jason, her eyes full of wistfulness.
She was afraid of revealing any flaws.
Why was he so cautious?
Even now, he wouldn’t take a step forward?
Was my flaw discovered?
This time, unlike the previous two times, I have already maximized the power of the ‘Immortal Wandering Scripture,’ it was impossible to be discovered!
He must be too cautious!
The more it is , the less I should be impatient!
The Red Sleeve Girl thought with her head lowered, completely unaware of Jason’s silent approach until he punched her, snapping her back to reality.
Her chest exploded; the Red Sleeve Girl, bloodied and mangled, fell to the ground, staring at Jason in shock. .
"How did you find out?”
"The wonton smell on you was too strong.”
Jason responded matter-of-factly.