"The reason's not important to us. What's important is the end result."
"Do you know the consequence of killing our Lu Clan's lineal disciple?"
The fat and thin old men spoke almost simultaneously. Everyone heard their words clearly.
Hua! Hua!
When they spoke, a terrifying aura surged out of their bodies and swept toward Duan Ling Tian as they glared at him.
However, Duan Ling Tian remained unmoved even in the face of the two imposing Martial Monarch.
He remained motionless like a mountain in the midst of a storm.
"En?"
Both old men were stunned when they saw that. A hint of surprise could be seen on both their faces.
"This brat is pretty good… Too bad you killed a lineal disciple from our Lu Clan. You'll have to die today!"
The old man who was as round as a ball narrowed his eyes and stepped forward. He was Lu Yuan, the Lu Clan's Guardian Elder. The rolling energy on his body rose as though it was just waiting for the old man to release it.
