That pair of eerie eyes looked toward the herd of pigs, and Shang Yu's temples throbbed incessantly. With this kind of display right now, it would probably attract every lesser ghost with even a shred of strength in the entire Mingning City, which was going to spell trouble.
"Eat them!"
At the command, the pigs surged forward, rushing toward the three brothers one after another. Screams rose and fell, yet no one put up any resistance.
Chapter 52