"Hmm?"
The old man lifted his eyes and saw a man and a woman standing opposite, the man tall and handsome, the woman extremely beautiful, truly a perfect match.
He lightly cleared his throat, glanced at his disciples, and then cupped his hands towards Ning Fan, "Young brother, which way do you make your living? Why trouble my disciples? We're all trying to make a living in Jianghu; cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents, don't you think?"
"Well, there's nothing wrong with that." Ning Fan raised his head arrogantly and said softly, "But they have provoked me."
"Provoked you, eh?"
The old man then took a closer look at Ning Fan, feeling this young man was quite impressive, carrying the demeanor of a superior, with a strong aura that made people want to look up to him.
"Young brother, who exactly are you? It's better to dissolve an enemy than keep one. Why not let peace be valued, right?"
