"Really? Is he crazy? Shen Qingyun has hundreds of martial artists under him!"
"Absolutely true! It's said that Gu even claimed Shen Qingyun is not worth a single blow, not even fit to carry his shoes!"
The news spread with increasing exaggeration and soon reached Shen Qingyun's ears.
"Good! Very good!"
Shen Qingyun slapped the stone table beside him into pieces, his handsome face twisted with anger.
"A stray dog dares to challenge me, the Young Master?"
He turned to the hundreds of martial artists behind him and yelled.
"Spread my order, everyone immediately heads to Miling Valley! Whoever brings Gu's head shall be rewarded with a million high-grade spirit stones!"
"Yes, sir!"
The crowd responded in unison.
The Alliance Hierarch of Great Wilderness licked his lips and smirked.
"Rest assured, Young Sect Master, my Great Wilderness Alliance will certainly claim Gu's head!"
Shen Qingyun snorted coldly.
"I want to see him beg for mercy myself! Move out!"
