Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3820: Essence of the Five Organs
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Chapter 676: Counterattack (II)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
In the southern part of the city, a massive estate stood by the Yuan River. This estate was even larger than the estates of many nobles and ministers.
This was the residence of a Philanthropist Yang. All the people living in the southern part of the city knew of Philanthropist Yang as a famous man of wealth involved in many fields of business: mining, butchery, precious gems, tea leaves… He had accumulated enormous wealth, but he was also very kind and charitable. He would often set up porridge kitchens to feed the city's beggars and impoverished.
To those tenant farmers facing difficulties, he would often generously excuse them from paying rent.
As a result, he had an extremely high reputation in this area of the city.
But at this moment, no one knew that Philanthropist Yang's residence was covered in corpses. The bodies of maids and servants were scattered everywhere.
A group of black-robed people had gathered amongst the corpses.
"Damn it! An entire day has passed, so why hasn't Lu Wu returned?"
"Could Lu Wu really have been killed? That's impossible—Lu Wu is impervious to weapons and has a powerful vitality. What sort of person would be able to kill him?"
"Have you sent someone to investigate?"
"No! The area around the Wang Clan is under heavy guard. It's not even possible to get close."
……
A group of black-robed people walked into the main hall, appearing greatly annoyed and uneasy. Lu Wu had 'disappeared'. Not even if they were beaten to death would they have ever dared to believe that such a thing could happen.
A short black-robed person, around 1.5 meters tall, fearfully said, "Leader, if those above learn that we've lost Lu Wu, we'll probably all be killed!"
"What are you afraid of? They still don't know, right?" said the black-robed leader wearing the demon mask impatiently.
"No one can kill Lu Wu, no one. Send someone to go and see. I need to know what happened after we left!"
"If you want to know what happened,
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