Night.
The Jinshi Boxing Hall was brightly lit, a clamor of voices echoing from within.
Unlike on other nights, many disciples remained at the hall, even though it was late.
They weren't just there to train. The atmosphere today was exceptionally grim.
"Senior Brother Xu is dead... I never would have thought..."
"Sigh... I hear it was the work of those Wilderness Warlords. Apparently, several senior brothers from other halls died as well, and Hengjia Security lost a lot of people."
"And that's not all. Didn't you see how dark Master Luo's expression was just now? I heard Senior Brother Shen was crippled. He's still laid up in a hospital bed..."
Whispers broke out in the corners of the training hall, and the disciples all wore complex expressions.
Some sighed in relief, their faces downcast; others sounded mournful and faintly worried.
Hearing this, Lu Chao, who was walking over, paused. He stood outside the training hall, silent for a few moments.
