"Xiong Ba, you've got a lot of nerve, daring to bring an outsider and trespass into the clan ancestral hall!?"
At this moment, a chilly voice echoed along the long, shadowy corridor. Following the sound, Xiong Qianxing slowly stepped out, blocking the end of the passageway.
"Xiong Qianxing, did you forget your last beating? Itchin' for another, huh."
Xiong Ba was stunned for a moment but quickly regained his composure. Since he'd already been discovered, he might as well go all out—barefooters needn't fear stepping on shards.
It had to be said, after cultivating under Zhang Fan for a while, both his cultivation and his aura had changed.
If this had happened in the past, he would have been panic-stricken and scrambling in confusion. But now, a surge of boldness filled his chest—unyielding, domineering.
"You lookin' to die?"
"I'm lookin' for your mom. You go first, I'll cover you." Xiong Ba spat, figuring he was done for in the Xiong Family after today anyway. No more hiding.
