"This is no trivial matter. You should know that on the streets, they're saying our Chenfeng Martial Arts Hall is harboring the Jade Butterfly, even criticizing me, Yuan Chenfeng. Can you still call this a small matter?"
As soon as these words were said, it was as if the hidden dagger was revealed.
Everyone's expression changed.
The disciples brought by Yuan Chenfeng were itching for action.
As for Dingtai Martial Arts Hall, Shen Dao, Miao Shaocheng, and Xu De stood silently behind their master.
Even Meng Shiwen silently gripped her weapon.
The atmosphere became tense and murderous.
But Lu Dingtai didn't even lift his eyelids, instead calmly sat in his chair, sipping tea.
Yuan Chenfeng patiently waited.
After a full minute, Lu Dingtai finally put down his teacup, slowly raised his head, and stared at Yuan Chenfeng opposite him.
"What? You've come to my Dingtai Martial Arts Hall to demand justice?"
