At the Ma Zi Gang headquarters, the gang leader Ma San Dao, progressed in Huajin, had a bearing of a tiger and waist of a bear, with a face full of bushy beard,
Usually, he was a significant boss, intimidating the gang members below the moment he took his seat on the stage.
However, today,
He was the one restless and anxious.
This is because today, sitting on the stage was the Xu Family Head, Xu Wensheng, a master of the Golden Snake Sword art.
Even Ma San Dao was unsure whether Xu Wensheng's martial arts had reached the legendary Grandmaster Realm,
But judging from the subtle sense of crisis Ma San Dao felt in Xu Wensheng's presence, he was certain he would not be his match if a fight were to ensue.
What's more, there were three or four masters progressed in Huajin within the Xu family. Even the subordinate organizations like his Ma Zi Gang had three. His Ma Zi Gang was indeed nothing in front of the Xu family.
"How did my son die??" Xu Wensheng asked grimly.
