"Old Zheng!"
Seeing the gray-clothed Great Han fall to the ground and scream in agony, not only was the girl bewildered, but the red-clothed woman and the skinny man were also utterly shocked.
They had not expected at all that the gray-clothed Great Han, who had reached the Perfect Bone Marrow Realm in his cultivation, would be unable to handle even a random passerby.
More importantly, they had not seen clearly how Lu Qing had made his move.
They only felt a blur before their eyes, and the gray-clothed Great Han was already on the ground, all his limbs ruined.
The two trembled as they looked toward Lu Qing, now realizing they had terribly misjudged the situation.
The seemingly frail youth before them was actually a monster in disguise, his cultivation far beyond their imagination.
Lu Qing turned his head in their direction.
"Young hero..."
