Zhong Yuanliang looked at the three people in front of him and was secretly astonished. These three were clearly only at the Profound level of martial arts cultivation, but when united as one, they could exert the strength of a Martial Arts Grandmaster. One careless move and he could be struck by a palm.
"Young man, since we Ruan brothers entered the martial world, no one under a Grandmaster has been our match. Stop struggling," the elderly man with the graying hair said indifferently from the side.
"Hmph, hehehe... Hahahahaha!" Zhong Yuanliang snorted coldly, followed by a loud laugh.
The graying elderly man was somewhat impatient with Zhong Yuanliang's laughter, and said in a cold voice, "What are you laughing at?"
