It's chaotic, completely chaotic.
The concept of fifteen Ming Jin experts collectively mobilizing is almost unimaginable.
On that rainy night at Chang Keng Top, if Yu Tianli had summoned fifteen Ming Jin experts to attack Wang Longhu and the others, even if Wang Longhu had mastered the Dark Force, his death that night at Chang Keng Top would have been inevitable, and even Old Qin couldn't save him.
Ming Jin, among civilians, is already a peak existence, capable of overpowering ten robust adult men; ordinary people are simply no match for them.
Just as three Jeep Wranglers entered the Zheng family's factory, a silhouette with stable feet appeared upon the branches of a towering tree measuring over twenty meters in height, stealthily observing everything from behind, hands behind the back.
It was Lu Pingshan's adopted son, Lu Tieying.
