This reminded Master Mu Cheng of his disciples, who had made similar moves but couldn't even withstand a single palm strike from Bian Lang.
Master Mu Cheng always felt that there was ill intent in Bian Lang's eyes when he looked at him, and felt that the most urgent thing was to leave Xiangyang City as soon as possible and return to the Corpse-Driving Inn to report to the sect leader.
With Bian Lang around, the Corpse Transport Inn's days in the martial arts world are probably numbered.
The Corpse Transport Inn must find a way to retaliate.
"What kind of senior expert from the Corpse-Transporting Inn could be no match for a mere brat? How laughable."
"From now on, our Chang Le Gang will no longer rely on the Corpse Transport Inn and plans to relocate to the vicinity of Zheng Yi Fort."
"Our Golden Saber Sect also has the same intention."
Several江湖汉人 (jianghu men) passed by Master Mu Cheng, and their voices actually grew louder.
Master Mu Cheng came to Xiangyang City on behalf of the Corpse-Driving Inn, intending to bring glory to the inn and greatly enhance its status in the martial arts world.
Unexpectedly, all those beautiful fantasies vanished because of Bian Lang.
After tonight, the Corpse-Transporting Inn will become a laughing stock in the entire martial arts world.
To regain our strength, we must eliminate Bian Lang and uproot the stronghold of justice.
Master Mu Cheng was so angry he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and hurriedly ran to the outhouse.
The show had just ended, and the outhouse area was extremely crowded.
Although Juxiongzhuang had many latrines, long queues formed outside each one at this time.
Master Mu Cheng clutched his stomach, his face turning red from holding it in.
"Senior seems to be in a hurry." Bian Lang suddenly appeared behind Daoist Mu Cheng.
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