Yes.
A few subordinates hurried off to carry out the order.
But at this moment, the Red Moon Family spoke up again: Men, send someone to tail that brat.
Don't show yourselves, just follow him in secret. Under no circumstances can you let that brat escape.
Watching the backs of his subordinates as they left, the Red Moon Family's lips curled into a ferocious grin.
Hmph, daring to go against my Red Moon Family—this is the fate that awaits you!
And that Zhao Family as well, I'd like to see how you deal with this!
Jiuli Dynasty, White Cloud City.
Inside the city, an estate, incomparably quiet and secluded.
Yet on this day, several Martial Artists in War Armor descended from the sky. Their expressions were grave as they strode forward quickly.
General, we have news.
The three Martial Artists dropped to one knee, faces flushed with excitement.
Ahead, atop a boulder, sat a valiant middle-aged man. Hearing their words, he opened his eyes.
