C552 It Doesn't Matter What We Do

When the Border Village guards noticed the temperature plummeting around Feng Zhentian, they readied themselves to apprehend him.

Their chief had been slain by a single stroke of Feng Zhentian's sword. Initially, they were indeed cowed, but they soon realized the young man was no longer a threat.

Their focus was now solely on him, and it was the perfect opportunity to strike