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Chapter One Hundred Fifty-Seven
Weifeng Martial Arts School's Wei Zhentian ultimately didn't say anything but quickly left with Wei Loong and the Martial Arts School disciples.
Because he knew that the struggles in the cultivation world were just that cruel.
If your fists are not as strong as the other person's, nothing you say matters.
But the resentment in his eyes before he left,
indicated that this matter would certainly not end here.
Long Xiaoshan stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze indifferently following the departing members of the Weifeng Martial Arts School.
If it were based on the temperament he honed in prison, eradicating the roots would naturally be the best method, but now he was after all in front of the Bai family's doorstep, in broad daylight, in front of the Bai family mother and daughter, he couldn't possibly kill someone for real.
