Chapter 98: One out of Fifty

The night was as quiet as dead water. The wind was as sharp as the edge of a blade. Xu Qing sliced through the silent night like a saber. A fight had started, and Xu Qing didn't care about anything else. The Merfolk cultivators had come after him, and therefore, he would kill them! It didn't matter if they were associated with Third Highness. Since they had attacked him, he was already prepared to deal with Third Highness if he had to. Worst case scenario... after he killed the Merfolk, he...