"A Divine Strength martial artist!" exclaimed the elder of the Divine Fire Palace, his expression turning serious.

He wasn't afraid of offending an ordinary merchant association, but one backed by a Divine Strength martial artist was a completely different story. Even so, fire seeds were extremely important to the Divine Fire Palace. They had no choice but to act. 

The elder took a deep breath, trying to feign calm. "Sir, the fire seeds are far too valuable—"

Schwing!

Before the Divine Fire Palace Elder could complete his sentence, Lu Changsheng drew out his saber and slashed cleanly through his neck. 

Splurt!

The elder's head flew up into the air and landed on the dock with a dull thud. Blood burst forth in a violent spray, splattering onto the deck and spreading a heavy, metallic stench through the air.

Lu Changsheng’s gaze swept across the stunned...