When Julius Reed returned, the Golden Dragon Devours the Sun flag at the entrance of the Young Family's mansion fluttered majestically in the wind.
As expected, no one dared to come causing trouble.
Smart people have their own flaws.
Once they learned that the Grandmaster was here, all those factions should have rushed over en masse to eliminate their common enemy.
But unfortunately, everyone cherished their own feathers too much.
They all wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.
As a result, if all the factions opposing the Grandmaster united, Julius Reed would have surely been forced into a passive position.
But now, all the opponents chose to sit back and watch.
Without a reckless fool to break the deadlock, this impasse would remain unbroken.
"No one came?" Julius Reed pushed the door open and strode straight into the crystal hall.
Inside, there was a group of martial artists.
