"Because it's domineering."

The captain of the guard continued in a low voice, "They say you guys are very powerful, moving through a million-strong army as if it were nothing, which is terrifying... cough, extremely heroic. Now, the news has spread throughout almost the entire dynasty."

"What's been spread?" Fan Qiyue had a bad feeling.

"I dare not say."

The captain of the guard's knees buckled, and he knelt down.

He was afraid that if he spoke out, he would be killed on the spot.

"Bang..."

Without saying a word, Ji Fanya picked up the black cauldron and stepped forward, slamming it heavily on the ground in front of the guard captain. He then revealed a kind and gentle smile and said, "Just tell us, we won't make things difficult for you. We're not that kind of people."

"..."

The captain of the guard looked down at the deep crater in the ground and almost peed his pants in fright.

If you're not that kind of person, can you put the blame away first?

Mr. Pot, who doesn't know that this seemingly inconspicuous black pot in your hand is actually a deadly weapon!

With such a fierce look, she definitely looks like that kind of person!

"Everyone...everyone says that there is a group of kids called the 'Black Martial Gang' who are extremely ruthless and brave...just and heroic. They managed to punish two notorious dynasties with just a few members."

The captain of the guard wiped away his cold sweat, secretly glanced at Jun Feijue and the others' expressions, and then continued, "Now, do you understand?"

Master and disciples: "..."

Although the captain of the guard spoke very nicely, for some reason, they felt that something was off...

The world suspended in the sky raised its eyebrows, looking indifferent.

Hmm, this guard captain has a pretty strong will to survive.

This ability to distort the truth is quite impressive!

"Master, I actually think the name 'Black Martial Gang' sounds pretty good."

At this moment, Ji Fanya stepped forward excitedly and said, "You said our sect has never had a name, so why don't we call it the Black Martial Gang?"

"I also think it's good, very distinctive."

As Fan Qiyue spoke, she took out her ink needle and carefully wiped it with a handkerchief. "A black weapon, quite fitting."

"I don't care."

Shi Wuxie spoke nonchalantly, but his fingernails subtly transformed into a metallic black.

"Ah Jue, what do you think?" Di Moyu asked Jun Feijue softly.

"As long as Xiaoya is happy." Jun Feijue was also indifferent.

"Then it's settled!"

Upon hearing this, Di Moyu looked at Ji Fanya and nodded slightly.

"Yay, that's great."

The thought that he had chosen the name of his sect filled Ji Fanya with immense joy, and he couldn't help but repeat it rhythmically, "Black Martial Gang, Black Martial Gang, Black Martial Gang!"

Meanwhile, all the Imperial Guards were dumbfounded to see that Jun Feijue and the others had actually accepted the name.

Actually, the term "Black Martial Gang" is not a compliment in people's minds!

On the contrary, within the current dynasty, it can even be described as a synonym for viciousness!

And you guys are really something, just accepting it like that!

This is fucking...

As expected of the ruthless doll group, even their perceptions are so uniquely fierce.

"Let's go, take us to the ancestral temple."

The master and his disciples had no time to consider the feelings of the Imperial Guards; they took out the Seal of the State and issued the order.

The Imperial Guards, who were initially somewhat unwilling, instantly submitted upon seeing the Seal of the State.

As for why they didn't resist?

hehe…

The example of the Jiang Dynasty, which ranked among the top ten dynasties, is still there. Do they want to die or not? Only someone who is so foolish as to offend such evil people would do that!