Although the Martial Alliance was almost destroyed while the government hid Sikong Ao's death, a portion of people from the Martial Dao World in China noticed that something was off.
Meanwhile, a portion of them was like the old monk from Miyin Temple. They were silent now after realizing what had happened to the Martial Alliance.
In a small mountain village far in the west, a farmer who was about 50 years old was running quickly with all of his might. If one were to look closer, he was clutching a piece of red lingerie tightly in his hand.
Meanwhile, there was a middle-aged hunk chasing behind him with a kitchen knife in each hand. He was yelling while running with killing intent, "Bloody Niu, run if you dare! How dare you steal my wife's lingerie?! I'm not a man if I don't kill you today!"
"Old Wang, don't do it! It's not what you think. Let me explain. I didn't steal your wife's lingerie. It was the wind that blew it into my hand," the old farmer said while panting.
