More than half an hour passed before a relatively elite squad was barely assembled.
Looking at the subordinate soldiers, Mu Yang was about to say some inspiring words when a loud explosion echoed from the main gate.
"Bang!"
The heavy iron gate was blasted into pieces, one of which, by sheer chance, landed right in front of Mu Yang.
"Who, who is it!"
"Are you that Hall Master Mu Yang from the Sanmu Hall?"
Chong Wu looked at Mu Yang with a gaze as if inspecting an extinct animal, constantly sizing him up with evident curiosity.
"Bastards, who are you, do you even know what this place is!"
Though his words were fierce, Mu Yang's body had very honestly fallen among the large force below.
Being able to rise from a lowly Hunter to join the Azure Dragon Society and climb to the position of Hall Master, Mu Yang was not a brainless person; on the contrary, he was very cautious.
"Enemies? It shouldn't be, most of the people I've offended have no background to speak of."
