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Outside the door, two disciples stood holding lanterns.
It was already deep into the night. Autumn wind howled through the courtyard, rustling the grass and trees. An old man stood under the lantern with his hands clasped behind his back.
He wore a green robe and had sharp features. There were three deep vertical wrinkles between his brows, and the corners at his mouth dropped downwards. When combined with his triangular eyes, his appearance made others uncomfortable.
Despite his age, he was massive, and his arms were unusually long. Yet, his chest caved inward and his back was hunched, making him resemble a giant ape standing upright when he held his hands behind his back. His white hair and beard, however, were combed meticulously.
He was followed by two large monkeys, constantly scratching themselves and baring their teeth viciously at the crowd.
The man who had arrived was none other than Zhou Pan, chairman of Xianyang’s Divine Fist Association. Under his cold gaze, every member of the Eight Vajras, even the furious Zhou Peide, lowered their heads and dared not say another word.
Zhou Pan walked deeper into the room. He shot the heavily injured Zhou Bai a calm glance before snorting coldly. “All of you, follow me.”
The Zhou Family estate consisted entirely of single-story buildings....
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