Everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhao Shiqing.
A glint of murderous intent flashed through Zhao Shiqing's eyes as he swallowed a surge of sharp hatred and said, "That's right, the number one family of Jingdu. How could we not come?"
The glory once theirs had been snatched away by the Duans.
Today, Zhao Shiqing vowed to reclaim the honor that belonged to the Zhaos. As he consumed this divine fury, he saw it as the darkness before the dawn. When the sun broke at daybreak, it would be time for the heads of the Duans, the Dings, and other families to roll.
Duan Chengguo was unapologetically making his way into the hall, pushing Zhao Shiqing to the side and walking straight in.
Thud!
Duan Chengguo plopped down into the most conspicuous seat.
Hiss...
