Old Hong was now over 60 years old, with white hair all over his head.
However, because he practiced martial arts every day, he still looked spirited and healthy.
When he spoke, his voice was loud and resonant, and all the elders of the Valor Gate knew that their junior martial sister had arrived, so they started gathering here.
Chu Cimo was a bit scared watching all this. These elders in the Valor Gate were usually very serious and didn't smile often. Were they going to start a criticism meeting?
Unexpectedly, these people all gathered around Shen Ruojing and began to angrily ask.
"Little junior sister, what's going on?"
"I heard that the one surnamed Chu treated you badly?"
"A few of us brothers are still able-bodied. Just wait, I'll bring people to help you since you are bullied!"
"That Chu Cichen is a scoundrel. I'm going to cripple him!"
"Don't be sad, little junior sister. There are still many good men out there."
