Old Man Hong was taken aback, he looked up at Mo Huasong, "Huasong, what you want is just this stone, not our Hong family's Seal?"
Indeed, this special stone was left by our ancestors, it could be a thousand or hundreds of years old.
But a stone is just a stone, merely a representative symbol.
As long as they carve another identical Hong family's Seal according to this pattern, it's not a big deal.
A hint of contempt flashed in Mo Huasong's eyes, "Of course, why would I care about the Hong family?"
"You——" Old Man Hong was so angry he couldn't find the words to respond.
However, Old Man Hong thought it over and supposed that made sense.
Mo Huasong's strength was so formidable, effortlessly churning out Grandmaster Martial Arts experts. Why would he be interested in the Hong family that's only ranked first class?
