"Quite the bold claim. Zhao Yunshan, you would have the right to say that if you had broken through to the Fourth Layer of the Flying Locust Technique, but now? Aren't you afraid the wind might blow away your tongue!"
The sharp voice of the woman rang out, giving off a fierce feeling.
"Whether it's a boast or not isn't for us to say now!" Zhao Yunshan drew out his Wolf Fang Club, its red glow becoming increasingly dense. "Since you're intent on destroying the Zhao Family, be prepared for our desperate counterstrike!"
Crack.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded from behind him. Zhao Yunshan's expression changed slightly, and he whirled to the side.
Out of the darkness behind him emerged a Confucian Scholar with a pale face.
