Su Bai wiped the blood off the Celestial Demonic Battle Saber, his cold gaze sweeping across the charred remains of the Heifeng Stronghold bandits who had been burned to ashes by the flames.
The air was thick with a burnt, pungent stench that filled him with disgust.
"They are pitiful wretches, yet hateful ones all the same." Su Bai shook his head, not wanting to dwell on it further. His time was too precious to be wasted on these dead men.
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