At night on the 12th day of the tenth lunar month, inside the study room of the Zhu Clan Head at the Zhu Residence in Guang’en County, Yulin Prefecture of Yin Province…
“What’s wrong with that? Xue Cao is only a nobody who offended our sect. We do not intend to kill him. We are only going to bring him back to the sect to punish him. What more can Yan Liqiang ask for?”
A terrifying gust of wind generated by fists instantly conjured up a tornado in the study room. During mid-attack, Zhu Changyun and Zhu Changhong felt as though their attacks were met by a flying iron mountain.
Blood spewed from their mouths — their weapons were knocked out of their grips and they were thrown heavily against the wall…
