The eccentric with the bizarre bird-like hairstyle burst into exaggerated laughter upon seeing Feng Xue adopt a fighting stance; it wasn't just him—his two lackeys at his side also drew their weapons.
Feng Xue glanced over and noted one wielding a Nail Head Hammer and the other a One-Handed Axe, both were low-tier weapons without any special effects, which somewhat eased his mind. He secretly channeled his Inner Strength while his face betrayed a mocking expression.
"Kid, you don't really think you're tough, do you?" Seeing Feng Xue's expression, the leader with the eccentric hair immediately showed a displeased look,
"If it weren't for the fact that I wanted you to show us the way, I would have..."
In the midst of speaking, the eccentric had already lifted his gun's barrel, and his finger on the trigger had pulled down.
