Chen Sansi put away his Xuan Yuan sword, then planned to bid farewell to his master's wife and leave the Qingxu Sect to find a second-tier Cave Mansion for cultivation within Huayang Dao.
As he passed by the fenced courtyard, he heard a commotion from the usually deserted yard, and upon closer listening, it seemed to be a scuffle.
"Get lost!"
"Crack!"
The already decayed wooden door instantly shattered into pieces under a tremendous impact, a dark shadow shot out from it and slammed heavily onto the ground, rolling a few times before coming to a halt.
On closer inspection, it turned out to be a young Taoist.
The young Taoist, dressed in a gray Taoist robe with a hair crown, looked no older than fifteen or sixteen, currently lying in the mud, his face bruised and swollen.
"Bang!"
The towering Lord Taishan rushed out from the house, without a word, he mounted and pounded on the young Taoist.
