When Chen Ping'an finished speaking, the entire private room fell deathly silent.
Everyone was dumbstruck.
The Chu Family, the Song Family, the He Family, the Iron Fist Gang, the Crocodile Gang... the representatives from all these factions were stunned by Chen Ping'an's sudden reaction.
This was especially true for the few standing near Uncle Gu. One moment, Chen Ping'an had been amiable and all smiles; the next, he'd erupted. In a flash, his hand rose, his blade fell, and a head toppled to the ground.
Protector of the Quicksand Gang, Uncle Gu, was dead!
Cheng Renjing and his men were also stunned.
Looking at the man who had been so arrogant just moments ago, now a headless corpse, it all felt surreal.
"Elder Chu, why so quiet?" Chen Ping'an asked, holding his saber as blood dripped slowly from its blade.
Fast! It had been too fast!
Chu Dingkang's pupils were wide with shock, his mind still reeling from the single slash Chen Ping'an had just delivered.
