The fat old man didn’t even spare a glance in Zhao Shu and Zhang Fu’s direction after sweeping them away. He turned toward the Huang Family’s ears: “Tell Huang Xiaolong to roll out here!”

His curt voice rumbled like a furious thunder, shaking the minds of every member of the Huang Family, causing everyone to vomit blood from the penetrating shockwave.

“My Big Uncle is not here!” Amidst the group of people Guo Xiaofan stepped out to the front with anger shining in his eyes, “To tell you the truth, my Big Uncle is already a Black Warrior Institute disciple, if you dare to kill us, Big Uncle will never spare you!”

A Black Warrior Institute disciple! Both the fat old man and lean young man were stunned, neither of them thought of the possibility that Huang Xiaolong wouldn’t be in Martial Spirit World.

“A Black Warrior Institute disciple?” The lean young man snickered, “Little friend, you nearly frightened...