The members of the Ziwei Sect arrived first. Their aura was strong and imposing as they surrounded the old madman and the others, each one full of murderous intent.
The elder leading them had white hair and a white beard. He was a "half-step sovereign," emaciated but spirited, with eyes shining like little suns.
"You dare cripple a disciple of my Ziwei Sect?!" one of the elders, fiery in temperament, immediately fixed his gaze on Li Heishui and his companions, his words chilling.
The pitiful little girl was a bit scared. Sitting nervously on the old madman's shoulders, she whispered, "Grandpa, your people tried to kill Big Brother first..."
"What does a little girl like you understand!" The elder didn't even glance at her, his gaze, as cold as an ice blade, fixed on Li Heishui, the big black dog, the old madman, and Ye Fan, who was not far away.
"You are all doomed!" another elder declared bluntly, pointing his finger directly at Li Heishui and the old madman.
