"Have they not arrived yet?"
"I just contacted them, they're already on their way and will be here soon."
Qiu Shenghui stood impatiently, recalling his son's miserable state in the hospital, every minute was torture for him now.
At this moment, Qiu Shenghui asked an old man with a goatee beside him:
"Elder Zhong, do you think what He Hai said about the opponent's strength possibly being that of an Inner Martial Arts expert at their peak, is true?"
Zhong Hongzhuo scoffed:
"A young Inner Martial Arts expert at their peak? It's absurd that He Hai would even say that."
"So, Elder Zhong, you're saying?"
"Even if someone started training from the womb, reaching the peak of Inner Martial Arts in less than thirty to forty years is absolutely impossible!"
Then Zhong Hongzhuo shared his own speculation:
"He Hai is lying!"
Upon hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in Qiu Shenghui's eyes,
"Why would he lie?"
Zhong Hongzhuo stroked his beard and smiled:
