Ni Hu's face was completely distorted when his knees touched the ground. He muttered angrily through his clenched teeth in a deep voice, just like a caged beast.
Ni Biao grasped his mahogany sword tightly as he observed. He could hardly accept that his beloved son whom he raised with so much effort was being forced to kneel before those pricks!
I will never let them get away with this!
"Prepare yourselves. Find a way to get rid of these guys after they entered the graveyard." Ni Biao instructed his disciples frigidly with a murderous look.
Ni Hu was already back to standing position though he was clearly displeased as he glared defiance toward Helian Wei Wei and the others.
One of the disciples felt bad and extended his hand to hold him, "Young Master…"
Smack!
