Three young men in white robes stood there with cold faces as they scanned the people from the Dragon Alliance.
Lu Ming stepped out and landed in front of Tian Xing and the rest.
"Alliance master!"
Tian Xing and the rest saluted Lu Ming.
"You're the alliance leader of this so-called 'Dragon Alliance'?"
One of the three white-robed young men said.
This person was quite handsome and had the mark of a Tiger between his brows, which made him look quite dignified.
Lu Ming did not answer the other party. He swept his gaze across the room.
He found that there was a deep knife mark on the stone tablet, and the two words 'Dragon Alliance' on it had been destroyed beyond recognition.
Lu Ming's eyes flashed with a murderous look.
The stele that he had worked so hard to fix was actually destroyed. Anger rose in his heart, and his face darkened.
"Brat, I asked you a question, did you not hear me?"
