The north wind was rustling and snowflakes were whirling.
On that frozen day, more than a dozen black knights just wore underwear, shivering with cold; they were no longer arrogant.
Ding Hao pursed his lips and thought about how to deal with them.
Killing them was to let them off lightly. After all, more than a dozen people were warriors of the Martial Disciple Realm and the bald person's strength was in the One-apertured Martial Soldier Realm. In this long winter, it would be useful to keep them.
If he could control them...
Ding Hao asked the Sabre Master and the Sword Master in his mind.
"Haha, little Ding, that's easy. I'll teach you a simple means." The Sword Master laughed and told Ding Hao a method that was not hard to be carried out.
Ding Hao thanked him and put away t
