Late-Night Phone Call

Amid the bustling crowd, Lin Shuguang's figure slowly approached.

The atmosphere quietly solidified.

Wei Hai looked over without saying a word, his face showing no unusual expression whatsoever.

Beside him, Wei Xiangyi narrowed his eyes. He was no stranger to Lin Shuguang, having crossed paths with him over Ye Tianhao.

As for the three young members of the younger generation, their gazes were filled with hatred.

After all, Wei Rong had died at Lin Shuguang's hands.

Several school leaders exchanged glances before spreading out, secretly protecting Lin Shuguang.

"What are you glaring at? Don't put on that look like you're the victims! Get this straight: it was people from your Wei Family who colluded with Demonic Cultivators and slaughtered the martial artists of Great Xia! Glare at me one more time, and I'll uphold justice on Heaven's behalf right now!"

Unable to stand the way the three young members of the Wei Family glared furiously at Lin Shuguang, Meng Shenzhou immediately pulled out his huge axe and glared back.

"You!!!" The three young members of the Wei Family wore furious expressions.

"Wei Shan, enough." Wei Hai spoke up. Though the three young members of the Wei Family were unwilling, they still lowered their heads.

Still unsatisfied, Meng Shenzhou pointed at their noses and launched into a tirade.

"Not satisfied? You have the nerve to say you're not satisfied? You ate the rice of Great Xia, yet colluded with Demonic Cultivators to kill the pillars of Great Xia! You've dragged the name of a martial arts family through the mud! Now you've come to Demon Martial, and not only do you not know enough to keep your tails between your legs, you're even acting like you want to eat people. What, did you collude with Demonic Cultivators too?

"Good! Call them