The Post Sky Tipping Era

"Yes, the news is true. Now Jin Family Martial Arts Hall is in complete chaos, and those Jin Family’s Blade Men are like madmen, killing anyone they see, trying to take twenty heads to offer to the eldest brother of Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall in exchange for a way out," the disciple spoke again, "Seeing the chaos arise, I didn’t dare to stay long and immediately ran back to deliver the message."

With those words, everyone’s illusions were shattered.

Jin Family Martial Arts Hall was truly finished.

Utterly and completely finished.

However, after a brief silence, everyone turned their eyes to the chief seat where Han Tianbao was seated.

With the Jin Family gone, it was their turn next.

Han Tianbao still sat with his eyes closed, unflustered. He was not like these young whelps. Han Tianbao had survived a lifetime of trials and tribulations; no storm or tumult, not even the grave matter of a hall seizure, could rattle him.

"Master, what should we do next?" Han Jin couldn’t contain himself and took a step forward, anxiously asking.

After a moment, Han Tianbao slowly opened his eyes and said coldly, "Naturally, we will have a showdown with that eldest brother from Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall. After I’ve dealt with him, we’ll take over Jin Family Martial Arts Hall as well. At that time, our Han Family Martial Arts Hall will be unmatched in Sanyang City. I know what you’re worried about. You’re just afraid that I’d lose to that fellow."

"But I can tell you, I will not lose. That fellow has already fought a battle with Jin Zhihuan and has exhausted some of his Qi. If he dares to come now, he’s bound to meet his demise here. Go, open the gates of our Han Family Martial Arts Hall. If someone comes, don’t stop them, let them in. We shouldn’t give people the chance to say that the Han Family fears death and wouldn’t dare to accept a challenge, hmph."

"Yes, Master."