"Shi Wenshan, cut the sanctimonious act."
Zhou Liang snorted coldly. Thinking of Qin Lie, he made no attempt to hide the fury in his eyes.
Liu Ze and Shen Zhenzhong both glanced at Gao Sheng, their brows furrowing slightly.
A disciple meant to care for his master into old age had been crippled before he could even mature. Such a vicious method was no different from destroying a person's foundation and severing all their future prospects.
The master of the Guangchang Martial Arts Hall, Liu Suifeng, slowly rose to his feet. "Enough. This is the Cyan Scale Association meeting. Settle any grievances you have on the platform."
Although he was old and his vitality was fading, his seniority commanded great respect.
"Let's just hope Master Zhou's disciples aren't made of paper, ready to crumble at the slightest touch."
After saying his piece, Shi Wenshan beamed and began exchanging pleasantries with those nearby, then led the disciples of the Songfeng Martial Arts Hall to their seats.
