Sensing the commotion coming from afar, Kuai Hongji's fingers gently tapped on his knee, seemingly calculating something.
Lin Yi too was curiously observing the location of the great disturbance. He had watched the entire process of Kuai Hongji's arrangements, which simply involved some tampering with the vegetation so that parts of the light poles previously concealed by plant growth were revealed.
However, he did not notice the remnants of red paint numbers on the light poles, nor did he sense anything amiss about their appearance.
The Mountain Man now, wielding the light pole, exhibited the bravery of the warrior Lü Bu in his lifetime.
But the expressions on the Zealots' faces were quite strange, as if it wasn't just fear they felt, but also... disgust.
As if the light pole the Mountain Man was swinging... had been soaked in cesspit.
