Fifty kilometers from the battlefield where Number Seven had died, two men were staring at a tiny phone screen, sweat pouring from their bodies.
They were Boss and Second Brother, two of the triplets who had previously attacked the Hu Family.
Considering that the Hu Family had a Xiantian Great Grandmaster, and that when Xiantian Great Grandmasters fought, even peak Xiantian Grandmasters could not be of any help.
In short, Number Seven had found the eldest and second of the triplets to be deadweight, so he had ordered the two of them to wait here for his triumphant return.
However, Number Seven did not know that, in order to witness the life-and-death battle between Xiantian Great Grandmasters, the eldest and second of the triplets had hatched a little scheme of their own.
The two of them had actually prepared an advanced miniature drone, intending to secretly watch Number Seven's battle against the Hu Family's Xiantian Great Grandmaster.
Although the miniature drone had ultimately only reached a spot a thousand meters from the battlefield, its ultra-high-resolution camera still allowed the eldest and second of the triplets to barely make out the course of the fight.
The two of them had watched the entire battle unfold.
When Old Master Hu appeared, they were as shocked as Number Seven had been.
They had never imagined that the Hu Family's Xiantian Great Grandmaster would be Hu Jingshan!
For a moment, they viciously cursed the already-dead Hu Antong once more.
After all, Hu Antong had told them that Hu Jingshan had bestowed empowerment upon his son, Hu Hanyun. Though he had luckily survived, he had supposedly become crippled.
But the moment they saw Hu Jingshan, the two of them concluded that Hu Antong had lied.
How the hell was this Hu Jingshan bestowing empowerment upon