Unexpectedly, Liu Hong's next words shattered Elder Master Xiao's remaining composure.
"The thing I am most proud of happened five years ago, during the Barbarian Race's invasion." Liu Hong looked at Elder Master Xiao, a smug smirk surfacing on his face. "I was the one who leaked Xiao Fengchun's location to the Barbarian Race!"
Elder Master Xiao froze. His anger dissipated significantly, replaced by sheer disbelief, as if he doubted his own ears. "W-what did you say?"
"Did Marquis Xiao not hear me? I will repeat it.
"Back then, when Xiao Fengchun successfully led the iron cavalry to raid the Barbarian Race's supplies, I was the one who tipped them off, drawing their..."
Before Liu Hong could finish, a fist the size of a bowl loomed in his vision and smashed into his face.
BAM.
Liu Hong was sent flying backward, crashing heavily against the wall.
Before he could even react, fists rained down on his face and body, one punch after another.
