“Hahaha!” Laughter reverberated around the sea. A group of people scattered in various directions, their limits as high as they wished to soar. They were as free as fish darting through the vast seas.1

Damn it felt good!0

Silver Moon martial masters had been quiet for far too long. A bunch of premier martial masters had jointly killed the eastern overlord Xu Qing today; they were all jubilant about it!0

It’s your fault for killing Deficient Leg!0

When viewed in a complimentary light, Silver Moon martial masters were a group of heavyweights who pursued freedom. When spoken of bluntly, they were a bunch of bandits with some bottom lines—but these bottom lines weren’t all that righteous. Killing one of their own from the shadows, however, was a step over that line.1

If Xu Qing had defeated Deficient Leg in open combat, the group might’ve jeered at Deficient Leg for being trash and bringing shame down on Silver Moon. Losing to an outsider in a match was well deserving of death.0

This was a perfect example of how complicated Silver Moon martial masters were, and how they practiced double standards. But today, they’d all come in person to save Li Hao!4

Silver Moon martial masters could be killed, but not in this manner. Also, Xu Qing could not bully those weaker or younger than him. Even...6