The members of the Qinghuang Sect were furious.
Their dignity had been trampled underfoot.
This was no longer just a matter of injuring a few people.
This was about the Qinghuang Sect's prestige being swept away.
"It's the martial artists from Tianhai who did it, it's them!"
Huang Linglang cried out in agony, "Father, you must avenge me!
You must!
Those people are too arrogant.
They know I'm the Third Young Master of the Qinghuang Sect, yet they showed no respect at all.
They even said if we went back again, we shouldn't expect to return alive.
This was just a warning!
Those bastards, they don't care about our Qinghuang Sect at all!"
"Damned things, a bunch of lowly fools, daring to provoke my Qinghuang Sect.
I, Huang Qingshan, haven't taken action for a while.
It seems some people have forgotten how terrifying I am!"
Huang Qingshan was really angry.
Incredibly angry.
Someone was on his face.
Someone was hitting the face of the Qinghuang Sect.
