Zhao Tieshi!
Last night, Zhao Tieshi, whose arm had been broken by Yin Tian, turned out to be Zhao Qiang's father!
Hall... Hall Master?!
Zhao Qiang's body shuddered.
His own father was the master of one of the eighteen branches of the Shadow Hall.
And the only person who could make his own father kneel on one knee and call him master was...
The Lord of the Shadow Hall!
Last night, he too had learned that his father had provoked the Lord of the Shadow Hall and had an arm broken because of it.
He also knew that the name of the Lord of the Shadow Hall was Yin Tian.
But...
He had never dreamed that the man he had inadvertently provoked was actually the Lord of the Shadow Hall himself!
"Dad... Dad... he... he..."
By now, Zhao Qiang had completely lost the ability to manage his speech.
He stood there, pointing at Yin Tian, tremblingly unable to utter a complete sentence.
"Master..."
