Master Hongyun glanced back at him, and Ban Tiankuang immediately dared not speak further, kneeling on the ground and stretching out his hand.
Master Hongyun lightly swept over the Shenmen Point on the Palm Edge of the burly man, who, for a time, trembled ceaselessly, his face full of agony.
Master Hongyun did not look at him but simply spoke:
"Master Su, is what Master Zhuge said about the incident here true?"
"Indeed, it is true."
Su Mo nodded: "I came here as well in regards to the Jiaolong Association's blockage of the river; tonight, there's another twist within the Water Fort. Why not enter for a chat, Master Hongyun, so that we may discuss the details?"
"With Master Su's invitation, how could this old monk not comply?"
While Master Hongyun spoke, he had already approached, and Ban Tiankuang was sent onto the boat.
Another big Monk stayed behind and brought more than ten other Monks to follow behind.
Master Hongyun glanced back at them, his eyes inexplicably profound.
