After a moment of deliberation, a ruthless glint appeared in Qin Fang's eyes.
'Rather than let him get prepared and come knocking... I might as well take the initiative!'
'Wang Hu is an Anjin Martial Artist. It'll be a hassle if he's prepared.'
Qin Fang's greatest advantage was his hidden weapons.
And what was the greatest advantage of hidden weapons?
...Wasn't it to seize the initiative?
If he let Wang Hu come to him, things would get difficult.
Qin Fang had killed many people this time, but a fair number had also escaped. They were all gang members from True Martial County. Who knew if they were acquainted with anyone from the Iron Tiger Gang or had some sort of connection?
What if, by some twist of fate, word got back to Wang Hu?
He had used iron nails this time, not his usual darts... but as soon as the news reached Wang Hu, he would undoubtedly be the first person Wang Hu suspected.
