South Fist King He Yong had run off in abject terror when Hou Xiaochen made his move. To think that he would reappear here at this point in time!1

Liu Long and Wang Ming jumped out of the car, both highly alert and incredibly surprised. This guy had some nerve to appear right after Hou Xiaochen left! Did he mean to attack them? Wasn’t he afraid of Hou Xiaochen responding with fury if he dared act like this in Silver Moon?0

“Senior He Yong,” Liu Long broached with a solemn tone. “What business might you have?”0

He Yong’s eyes widened when he flicked a glance at the team captain. “Dominator? You’re a martial master too! Kid, what is your name?”0

“Liu Long!”0

“Liu Long?” He Yong thought for a bit and laughed. “Silver Spear’s son, right? Who would’ve thought that you’d rise to Dominator after your father’s death? It looks like you’ve received quite a few pointers from Old Demon Yuan.”0

He didn’t think that anyone in Silver Moon could easily progress to Dominator without help from Yuan Shuo, particularly a martial second generation like Liu Long. Indeed, these martial second generations did not have the benefit of experiencing the great rises and falls of He Yong’s time. That was a period of turbulent wind and rain!0

“But you won’t do!” He Yong...0