“They left…? I’m still alive…? I’m still alive! Hahaha! HAHAHAHAHA!”0

Tong Nian collapsed to the ground and started laughing like a madman. He laughed until he couldn’t catch his breath, and both tears and snot streamed down his face. He looked ugly, but he couldn’t care less about his appearance right now.0

This was the only way he could vent his feelings and express his joy of having survived what should’ve been a sure death scenario.0

Finally, after he was done venting his feelings, Tong Nian climbed back to his feet and looked at Blood Plum’s subordinates. “Come. Blood Plum is dead, so you now belong to me.”0

No one responded to him though.0

“Are you deaf?! Didn’t you hear what I just said?”0

Tong Nian roared, but still the people didn’t respond to his command.0

Tong Nian was seething...0