Seeing Fang Zijun and others wearing the Holy Dragon Academy's sword robes, Qiu Pinghao and the rest quickly put away their fists.
"What is going on here?" Fang Zijun asked with a serious expression.
"Brother Fang, please stand up for us! These people claim to belong to the Qiu Family of East State County and the Wu Family of Anyang County. Relying on a bit of influence in the county, they completely disregard our Beijing Families, and even dare to attack people." Mu Zexian said, clutching his chest with a pale face.
"Oh no, my leg is broken! Someone, come quick, my leg is broken." Another Mu Family's disciple cried, rolling around on the ground holding his leg.
"Oh dear, my organs are shattered, my meridians broken, I can't survive, can't survive, puh..." Mu Zeran exaggerated further, spitting out a mouthful of bright red... bright red watermelon juice. Yes, watermelon juice. Didn't you see the watermelon seeds still stuck to the corner of his mouth?
