"The things you said on the phone just now, are they true? Are you really ready?" In the Xuu Family Courtyard in Capital City, Old Master Xuu's aged eyes gazed deeply at Chen Fei as he spoke slowly. Recalling the words this young man had said to him over the phone, even an old veteran like him who had emerged from a hail of bullets couldn't help but grow solemn. This was no small matter.
Tiger Leopard Hall was a behemoth that had been entrenched in the Three Provinces of Lingnan for several decades at least. It was like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness, causing the entire southern region of the Ancient Martial Artist world to palpitate with fear, for its name was... Tiger Leopard Hall.
And the master of Tiger Leopard Hall was none other than... Luo Zun!
