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"You!" Duanmu Yao was livid. Yet he held his temper in check. Such audacity could only come from a place of confidence. His aged face bore a red imprint, but he dutifully set to work.
"He can tolerate that?" Yun Xiao mused with a disdainful chuckle.
Suddenly, he rose, nonchalantly picking up a square iron plate from the table. With a swift motion, he smashed it over Yan Ding's head.
"Ahh!" Yan Ding shrieked. His head split open, blood gushing out. Yun Xiao, with one swift kick to Yan Ding's face, sent him flying out into the guest hall, blood pooling beneath him.
Hearing his grandson's agonized cries, Yan Guo gritted his teeth. "Young Sword Lord, we've treated you with respect. Why this unprovoked violence?"
"I don't like baldies," Yun Xiao stated plainly.
Yan Guo was taken aback. He himself was bald.
Seeing Yun Xiao's gaze shift to Duanmu Ling, Duanmu Yao quickly grabbed his grandson by the collar and threw him out of the way. He then smiled at Yun Xiao, saying, "Young Sword Lord, perhaps just us two old bones should keep you company."
"Young Sword Lord, you must stay tonight. We'll drink with you at a leisurely pace," Yan Guo's expression suddenly twisted menacingly.
"Growing a backbone all of a sudden?" Yun Xiao glanced outside. "Expecting company?"
No sooner had he spoken than three figures entered—a man in violet robes, an elder in gray, and an old woman.
"Xiao Yuan! Chen Xiao! Sun Lingyu!" Upon seeing them, the murderous intent in Yan Guo's eyes flared uncontrollably. Five Great Elders from the Forbidden Tower, all of whom were in the Sovereign Dragon Realm.
They...
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