Chu Qingyun's group of five was exposed.
The Martial Soul Hall Martial Artists inside the house immediately rushed out. Half of them split off, escorting the boy with the Tier Three Martial Soul as they fled east.
The rest charged toward the back of the house, completely surrounding Chu Qingyun and his four companions.
Their shouts alerted more and more of the Martial Soul Hall's personnel, and the crowd gathering in the area grew larger and larger.
"Heheheh, finally! I've been itching for a fight. So this is what you Martial Soul Hall bastards have been up to!"
A savage grin spread across Xiao Feng's face as he gripped his giant Wolf Fang Club with both hands. He glared fiercely at the surrounding Martial Soul Hall Martial Artists, his body practically radiating killing intent.
His words echoed the fury felt by Chu Qingyun and the others.
Anyone—or rather, any intelligent species—would be sickened to see their own kind penned up and treated like livestock!
