Duan Yun looked down at the man on the ground and said, "Do you have anything else to say?"
The man cried, "Young Hero, we're all people of the Martial World, following its rules. With my skills, taking over a manor and gathering some people isn't such a big mistake, right?"
Then he thought of the Xuanxiong Palm and said, "Young Hero, these Xuanxiong Palms have been bred even before the Land of Young Heroes started. I didn't know you were mingling here before."
Duan Yun said, "Are you implying it's my fault then?"
The man gritted his teeth and said, "Young Hero, we're all roaming the Martial World, if not for the monk's face, then for the Buddha's. The abbot of the Dusk Temple is my elder brother..."
"I'm going to hit!"
Duan Yun kicked out, showing no regard for the Buddha's face.
It was better if this guy hadn't mentioned Dusk Temple. As soon as he did, Duan Yun got infuriated.
