As Yun Zhilan's eldest disciple, he was exceptionally talented and diligently cultivated, making him outstanding among his fellow disciples.
Now, he is not far from the threshold of the Foundation Establishment Realm. It is estimated that in a year or two, he will be able to successfully step into it and become a master.
The disciples always went along with Yun Zhilan when they spoke, and dared not anger him.
“Senior Brother Guo, you are indeed overthinking it. With Master backing him up, Fang Han has no chance of escaping tonight. Once Master makes a move, Fang Han will surely be like a stray dog, kneeling and begging for mercy.”
The woman in the red dress giggled, her voice as clear as a silver bell, yet tinged with a hint of fawning. She swayed her hips gently, her eyes filled with adoration and love, as if Yun Zhilan were the greatest deity in her heart.
"Bang!"
Just then, a deafening roar erupted from the manor's heavy and ornate gates, like a thunderclap exploding in one's ears.
The sound was like a thousand horses galloping by, or like a boulder rolling down a mountain, carrying endless impact, making the entire manor seem to tremble slightly.
The sound was as if the manor gate had been smashed open with tremendous force, sending splinters of wood flying and dust billowing everywhere.
"What happened? Let's go see."
Yun Zhilan's expression suddenly changed, and she immediately stood up and strode towards the door.
Guo Xiao and the other four male disciples, along with the woman in the red dress and the woman in the white dress, also stood up and followed closely behind Yun Zhilan as they walked outside.
Soon, they arrived at the manor's broken gate.
The once sturdy gate was now shattered into countless pieces, scattered all over the ground, resembling a pile of ruins.
Seven people were standing at the gate.
These seven people were Wang Changkong, Wang Jiaer, Wang Muxue, and the Four Tigers of the Southern Barbarians, who had tracked Fang Han here.
"Who are you? How dare you trespass here? You'd better kneel down and beg for mercy right now, or you'll die!"
The next moment, Yun Zhilan's cold voice rang out.
He was enjoying a delicious meal and being served by his female apprentice when these people suddenly barged in, and he was already contemplating killing them!
"Old man, no wonder that kid dared to hide here. Looks like you guys have backing him up. But now that I've caught up with him, he's doomed. Tonight, you'll all die."
Wang Changkong gave a cold laugh.
In reality, Yun Zhilan's strength far surpassed his. Although Yun Zhilan's eldest disciple Guo Xiao and second disciple Lu Chong were both high-level Martial Grandmasters like him, they were slightly stronger. Therefore, he did not check the cultivation levels of the three men and assumed that the five men and two women were Fang Han's people. Thus, he immediately prepared to make a move.
In fact, Fang Han was hiding in the shadows at this moment.
He was ready to watch the dogs fight!
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