When the Cathayan pounced over and hugged his thigh, Kang De's battle aura had already begun to circulate. At the same time, the gun in his hand was pressed against Hong San's head.
If this fellow dared to have any tricks up his sleeve, Kang De would make his brain explode in minutes.
Unexpectedly, Hong San only cried and begged, saying something he did not understand.
Kang De frowned and kicked him away. "Stand up and speak properly!"
Only then did he focus on his surroundings. In the room, this room was empty. Apart from his "offering table", there was no other decoration. It seemed to have been prepared for his "spirit tablet" alone. Looking in the direction of the door, he could see the staircase. It was a building. There was a faint commotion outside in the town.
"What kind of place is this?"