"Nantian Gang people!!!"
Inside the hall, everyone had not yet recovered from the scene of the Long Family Head's assassination.
They had just been discussing things about the Nantian Gang, never expecting that the opponent had already come to kill!
"We're not disturbing you, are we? If we are, feel free to continue your chat. We'll just stand here and listen." Shuobude rubbed his bald head, grinning broadly, as if everything before him were trivial matters.
"Didn't expect your Nantian Gang to have come to kill us. Since that's the case, there's nothing more to say! Form the formation!"
At this time, an elder with a white beard in the center of the hall had eyes as sharp as lightning. When the Long Family Head was slain by a sword just moments ago, he stood nearby, his face splattered with blood.
He was Long Tianya's second uncle and one of the top experts in the Long Family.
Also, he was one of the masterminds who incited masters to go to Zhonghai to kill Lin Zifeng.