Hu Ma already knew it was the Wang Family coming before they arrived.
They lost the duel in Shangjing City, and the Wang Family's Master and young Master, along with two Hall Officers, fled with the State Preceptor.
Once used to luxurious living, now on this Da'ai Mountain, even with Silver, there's nowhere to spend it; their skills have nowhere to be applied, living like beggars despite their talents after months spent exposed to the elements. Seeing Hu Ma, how could they not be angry?
As for this great disaster of heaven and earth, they can surely see it with their eyesight and cultivation level.
The fear in their hearts, however, is quite real.
"Evil spirit?"
Hu Ma was too tired to argue with these defeated dogs, yet because of the words spoken, he frowned.
He said faintly: "Have any of your wives, children, and other family members left behind in Shangjing been ground to death in the millstone?"
"Has anyone been killed and had their head hung above the city gate?"
