Cyan Snake Gang, Cyan Snake Martial Arts Hall!
Snake Soul stood beside the bamboo house, leading more than thirty men, looking at the scene of chaos before him.
The exquisite bamboo garden from yesterday was now utterly ruined.
The bamboo house made of thick giant bamboo had completely collapsed, making a chaotic mess. On the ground, the giant python had already been skinned, leaving only its bloody body thrown on the ground. In the bamboo forest, tens of thousands of Bamboo Leaf Greens lay dead on the ground, their corpses scattered everywhere.
Snake Soul looked at everything before him, his face cold, and his eyes almost spitting fire.
The thirty or so men behind him were full of shock in their eyes. Seeing Snake Soul's unpleasant expression, none dared to speak, each as quiet as a cicada in winter.
"Bastard!" After holding back for a long time, Snake Soul suddenly cursed out loud.