A group of men dressed in ancient attire with cold expressions walked out of the headquarters.
Leading them was an elder who appeared around fifty, wearing a headwrap.
His complexion was sallow, covered with wrinkles, and his eyes revealed a sinister gleam.
"Greetings, Seven Injuries Elder!!!"
Xiang Kun called out respectfully to the elder.
"Is he the one you want me to kill?"
The elder gazed at Chu Feng, speaking somewhat awkwardly in the Hua Country language, indicating he was not from Hua Country.
"That's right, I ask the elder to take action and capture this person."
"The Xiangjiang Martial Arts Association will fully support any needs of the Divine Fist Sect in the future!!!"
Xiang Kun said.
"You are not from Hua Country?"
Chu Feng looked coldly at the Seven Injuries Elder.
"Kid, this is the Seven Injuries Elder of the Divine Fist Sect, the top sect in Tai Country!!!"
Xiang Kun said defiantly to Chu Feng.
"Tai Country?"
