The Bloodthirsty King of the City

"From today on, Yimen's surname will be Jinmu. Do you have any objections?" Long Feiyang looked indifferently at the Yimen disciples who were kneeling on the ground like pigs and dogs. "Don't you dare... I'll listen to you, I'll listen to you..." The boss of Yimen said tremblingly. Long Feiyang smiled cruelly and slowly walked out of the wing door. In the eyes of the Wing Sect Master, that smile was tantamount to a devilish smile. "Big... Brother, who is he... So strong..." A yellow-haired disciple kneeling on the ground asked the Yimen boss who was kneeling in front of him. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.