He Zhiwu, He Fei, and Zhang Yijia all backed away to a corner of the hall. They watched the distorted Wang Na screaming hysterically, not knowing what to say to pacify her.

Wang Na vented her anger for a good while before she calmed down and stopped destroying things in the hall.

“What else did you found out?” After Wang Na took a deep breath, she turned around and asked the three, who were almost huddling in a corner of the hall.

He Fei pondered if he should say anything further, but in the end he took a small step forward, “The rumors flying around outside say that some ancestors tried to threaten Huang Xiaolong, demanding the divine grade spirit stone treasure, but all of them were already killed by Huang Xiaolong!”

“Some?” Wang Na’s eyes were round as fists, “Are you sure it was Huang Xiaolong who killed them? He alone?...