"Governor Zhang, I'll trouble you to clean this place thoroughly."
Lu Changsheng spoke slowly.
His tone was as calm as ever, devoid of any fluctuations.
As if nothing had happened at all.
Zhang Wendeng's heart trembled.
Just now, Lu Changsheng had slain eight Divine Astral Realm martial artists with a single stroke. That kind of Evil Qi, that kind of imposing presence, had left someone like Zhang Wendeng, an ordinary person, utterly terrified.
Yet, at the same time, he felt a sense of relief.
Lu Changsheng's strength was formidable enough to suppress the martial artists here.
"Yes, rest assured, Upper Envoy. I will arrange for my people to clean this immediately."
Soon, the personnel from the Inspector Mansion began cleaning up the corpses, sweeping the hall of the Inspector Mansion.
Meanwhile, after Lu Changsheng had slain eight Divine Astral Realm martial artists, the remaining martial artists snapped back to their senses.
They immediately shifted their attitudes.
