Zhao Chen and Xie Hui desired nothing more than to tear Huang Xiaolong apart even in their dreams, to feast on his flesh and drink his blood, but neither of them lost reason, noticing the black tortoise emblem on the chest of Huang Xiaolong’s robe. Both were dazed for a moment, the surging killing intent emitted from their bodies immediately reduced by half.

Although the Zhao and Xie Families weren’t among the Black Tortoise Galaxy’s first rank forces, they were by no means small or insignificant. At least, as a member of the Zhao Family and a Xie Family disciple, both young men could recognize the Black Warrior Institute’s uniform.

The Black Warrior Institute! Their hearts shuddered. Never did they imagine that not only did Huang Xiaolong manage to enter the Black Warrior Institute, he was even an inner disciple!

“Huang Xiaolong, you’re quite lucky ah, running into unbelievable dogshit luck,...