Inside the medical hall, the owner and his daughter, as well as several apprentices, were busy behind the curtains. The martial artists of the Blaze Guild, who were familiar with the place, had already found themselves a place to settle down. Only Chu Liang was seated alone in the main hall, perfectly witnessing the sudden arrival of these cultivators and heard the phrase "not a single one left".
A flicker flashed through Chu Liang's brows.
What on earth does "not a single one left" mean?
Dozens of cultivators outside the medical hall did not enter but began chanting incantations, preparing to use Flying Swords!
"Hold on!"
Chu Liang immediately shouted out, aiming to prevent these people from taking action.
These people were obviously here to completely eliminate the opposition. It was like they belonged to the underworld, chasing after a fight all the way into the medical hall.
