Chapter 877: Die Like the Insect You Are (2)

“Damn it!”

So Jang-gye’s face twisted in horror.

‘What the hell are these people?!’

The young swordsmen clad in black martial robes charged in relentlessly. The chaos itself wasn’t shocking—everyone gathered here had experienced countless battles. Such skirmishes were common in Jiangnan.

What truly unsettled him was the sharpness of these swords, which defied all common sense.

And then—

Clang! Clang-clang!

The blade that clashed with his saber slid along its edge and pierced his hand.

“Argh!”

So Jang-gye let out a pained groan, hurriedly pulling his arm back. But …