The voice thundered like a sudden clap of lightning.
On the right chief seat, Gongyang Jue finally could no longer sit still; he abruptly rose to his feet!
His two Vice Hall Masters, Zhao Ku and Wang Zhong, who had been loyal to him, had died miserably in the Inner Hall one after another—he could no longer wait, even if taking action now would cement the fact that those three today had been acting under his covert orders.
But if he continued to sit back and do nothing, it would undoubtedly chill the hearts of those who followed him, and might even cause them to directly throw in with the Gang Leader's faction.
Therefore he had to make a move, and his stance had to be firm and unyielding!
Gongyang Jue stepped forward once; above his head, two of the Three Flowers condensed, lacking only the last one. A surging, terrifying aura burst out from his entire body, instantly flooding the venue.
