It seemed as though Zhou Ping'an had brought two hundred soldiers here not to cause trouble but as if he were here for a consultation.
"You shouldn't have come."
The elder sighed softly, lifting his head, his expression somewhere between a smile and a sneer.
"And yet, here I am."
Zhou Ping'an scoffed, his toe lightly touching the ground. The entire Medicine Hall trembled slightly, his presence overwhelming like an abyssal sea, rising and encompassing the entirety of the Medicine Hall and even the Three Bridge Ancestor Master Association's quarters behind.
He truly couldn't comprehend how, given the circumstances, the other party could still have some hidden card to turn the tide.
"To be honest, this old man initially had no confidence in facing General Zhou head-on, but you truly shouldn't have stepped into my Chang Chun Inn. Once you enter this door, don't ask about the past."
The elder chuckled sinisterly as illusory flames suddenly ignited in all directions.
