Upon hearing this.
Ming Lun also gritted his teeth, angrily pounding the ground, his face full of unwillingness: "So frustrating! Truly infuriating, when did our Yan Hall fall to such a state? Who would have thought that our once-mighty and renowned force in the Ancient Martial World, the Yan Hall, would now be reduced to a stray dog being chased. And defeated by a mere small third-rate faction, established for less than a year. Before this, I never would have imagined such a day would come, truly it's unpredictable, and it's so hard to accept, so hard to stomach!"
Upon hearing this.
Elder Wang and Elder Li exchanged glances, both letting out a sigh full of reluctance.
Ming Lun was like this.
How could it be any better for the two of them?
Once, they were Heavenly Rank Perfection experts in the Ancient Martial World, and elders with authority in Yan Hall, boasting esteemed status.
Wherever they went, they were revered by thousands.
