The argument from the direction of the Sharp Gold Hall made everyone turn their heads.
Unlike the other three halls, which had many disciples and were at full strength, the Sharp Gold Hall had only sent three people this time.
Their Hall Master, Kan Feichen, was also clearly heavily injured.
Even if he weren't injured, Kan Feichen's strength was only comparable to Wang Huo's. To make a move would be to invite humiliation.
He might even suffer the same fate as Wang Huo.
But even so, he was still better than Jiang Qiu, the Hall Master of the Talisman Hall, who had chosen to back down under everyone's expectant gazes.
This was the kind of backbone a Sword Sect disciple should have!
Although Jiang Qiu was the Sword Sect's number one expert, his prestige was not high, mainly due to his cowardly nature.
"Let me handle this."
Zhu Ju stopped the two of them and slowly walked forward.
"Oh!"
Mengg Shan turned and sized him up from head to toe.
"And who might you be?"
