"Not good, Elder Han, Junior Shen is in trouble!"
The newcomer looked alarmed, speaking in a hurried tone.
"Bang"
"Bang"
Several doors opened simultaneously.
Han Zhong, his second disciple Qiao Lang, and Elder Qi appeared.
"What happened?" Han Zhong looked at the newcomer, who was Elder Qi's third disciple, dressed in Qingping Clothes, with a hint of panic in his expression. Han Zhong appeared calm, but his voice was low.
"Bo Chang, speak slowly!" Elder Qi, who walked over, saw his disciple like this, gesturing for him to calm down and furrowed his brows.
The disciple called Bo Chang couldn't wait and blurted out, his eyes wide with urgency, "Junior Shen had a dispute while drinking at the Prince Mansion and drew weapons!"
Han Zhong's face fell. The fact that the fourth brother dared to draw weapons at the Prince Mansion was no small matter, and yet the other hadn't finished speaking.
"Junior Shen had an arm cut off!"
