Morning.
Outside Bafang City.
Within Senluo Peak.
This peak is named after the Senluo Temple.
"Useless, all of you are useless! To capture an outsider martial artist who isn't even in the Qi Blood Realm, yet you still lost so many people!"
An elder with crane-white hair and a childlike face looked at the corpses on the ground and shouted loudly.
He is one of the three martial artists of the Bone Marrow Refining Realm in the Senluo Temple.
Recently, his most outstanding son and grandson were killed on the same day, and they still haven't caught the murderer.
This made him incredibly angry.
"Yichen, let's just let this go. It's not wise to easily provoke an unknown martial artist of the Bone Marrow Refining Realm."
"Have a mediator step in, make some reconciliation, and just let the other side pay a price."
The elder beside him spoke.
He wanted to calm things down.
