Chapter 818 Sandstorm

• The Dead Riders weren’t the unstoppable force they used to be. This desert wasn’t theirs alone anymore. Even so, their status was never in doubt, and that old pride still clung to them.
• Layton was tough, sure, but the moment he ran his mouth like that, everyone’s faces turned sour. The air crackled like a lit fuse—one spark and it would blow.
• All eyes locked on Yao Hui. One word from her, and every member of the Dead Riders would swing.