No wonder dozens of my men were quietly taken down; it turned out to be the work of a Martial Arts Master.
Not just a Martial Arts Master, but so many of them, each as stunning as flowers, incredibly beautiful. Such people undoubtedly come from a major power, the top kind!
The burly man had once had the fortune to meet a Martial Arts Master and knew how formidable they were, something ordinary people couldn't handle, even with guns.
The master he met before wasn't as skilled as the beauties before him, yet his own father, the leader of Black Dragon Hall, had treated him with utmost respect and reverence.
His father had even said, making connections with such a Martial Arts Master was a blessing earned by their ancestors.
If they could recruit a Martial Arts Master as a Guest Elder for Black Dragon Hall, the hall's strength would skyrocket.
Just one Martial Arts Master was so formidable, so how come there were so many of them here?
