Thud!
The Turtle Fist Sect's leader, with his muscular and sturdy figure, abruptly stomped forward.
As his foot hit the ground, a cracking sound echoed.
Underneath his foot, the ground slightly dented in.
This showed just how much his inner turmoil was, taking this step.
"Zhao Zhenfeng, what are you guys in the Power Sect up to?!"
The leader of the Turtle Fist Sect asked in a fury, his eyes round and wide open.
Zhao Zhenfeng's words were too shocking,
So much that in his agitation, he addressed him by his full name.
"These martial arts sects of Fuhai Province never had any illusions about what your Power Sect could do for us."
"But right from the start, your Power Sect want to take away the spirit medicine share of the majority of the martial arts halls. Even the Class A Sects like us need your Power Sect's approval. Isn't this too blatant and overbearing?"
"This has never been the case since the establishment of the Martial Arts Association."
