Liu Family.
Inside the hall, Liu Dafu, who should have been seated at the head, was now sitting upright in a lower position.
He occasionally raised his eyes, cautiously glancing at the middle-aged man sitting at the head, who had his eyes closed as if resting.
His aura was deep, and even the wide-sleeved long robe couldn't hide the fierce and valiant presence he exuded, making people feel intimidated at a glance.
Beside him lay a saber.
A thick-backed saber, extremely heavy, with gold patterns on the back, a sharp blade that exuded a chilling glow, a dragon-head hilt opening, and a handle over a foot long.
When Liu Dafu saw this saber, he instinctively swallowed, a faint look of fear flashing in his eyes.
Suddenly, footsteps could be heard from outside the hall.
The man seated at the head slightly opened his eyes, his gaze directed towards the main door of the hall.
A lean man came quickly, bowed, and saluted:
"Greetings, Gang Leader."
