"You brat, those were your words. Don't you dare back out."
Though Old Master Wei felt humiliated, he reasoned that dealing with Yang Qi had to be easier than facing the boss of the Star Shining Society.
As he spoke, Old Master Wei's frail and aged appearance underwent a drastic transformation. His previously withered muscles suddenly swelled, and his entire frame became robust, a stark contrast to his decrepit form from moments before. It seemed this old fellow also concealed his power, releasing it only during battle and conserving it at all other times.
"Bring me my sword!"
With a wave of his hand, someone immediately brought over a long sword—a double-handed sword so heavy it had to be carried by two men.
Old Master Wei grasped the long sword. A violent aura surged from within him, instantly enveloping the entire blade.
