The grey forest was shrouded in mist, with fine rain falling through the dense leaves, pattering on the bushes. An invisible and solemn aura was brewing in the void, like a volcano on the verge of eruption. Beneath the big trees and beside the shrubbery, Luo Zheng looked up slightly with a stern expression toward the direction of the approaching figure. The other's silhouette was completely obscured by the trees, moving swiftly without any chance for a surprise attack.
"Only one person?" Luo Zheng's face turned cold, his tiger-like eyes brimming with murderous intent. There were a total of six opponents; the others must be nearby covering for him. This battle would not be an easy one, yet it was essential to fight and to do so quickly. Once surrounded by these men, escape would be impossible for him. With this in mind, Luo Zheng swiftly took off his clothes, used his black long sword to prop them up next to a tree.