"Everyone, you must stand up for a weak woman like me."
"This sword is a family heirloom. I hope you can all help me get him to return it," one of the two women said, still insisting that Wu Tian's Seven-Star Dragon Abyss belonged to them. Most of the crowd believed them. After all, a beautiful woman's words were always more reliable than a man's. Besides, Wu Tian hadn't offered any explanation.
So what if they're women? They offend me like this? Do they still deserve to live? Little did they know, surges of endless Killing Intent were rising within Wu Tian's heart.
"What, nothing to say? Then hand over the sword," the other woman taunted with a smirk, her gaze harboring a subtle hint of viciousness.
