Tang San Wants Revenge on Lan?! Hypocritical Yu Xiaogang! The Ice Empress's Stunning Beauty!

Ma Hongjun embellished his story, painting Lan as a cruel, domineering demon who treated human life as worthless.

He deliberately left out the conflict at the auction, and said nothing about how he had been stripped of his manhood.

That was too shameful.

Too humiliating. They would mock him for the rest of his life.

He couldn't tell them.

"Teacher Zhao... Teacher Zhao went to confront him to get justice for me."

"I tried to stop him, I really did! But you know what Teacher Zhao is like..."

"I never thought... I really never thought that animal... would strike with such deadly force!"

Ma Hongjun looked utterly regretful.

After hearing his tearful account, Dai Mubai slammed his hand down on the table.

"This is too much!"

"Grandmaster, Dean Flender! We have to avenge Teacher Zhao!"

"Right! Revenge!"

Oscar joined in, his usually gentle face filled with anger.

For a moment, everyone was swept up in fury.

"Silence!"

Yu Xiaogang's sharp shout drowned out every other voice.

He stared hard at Ma Hongjun.

"What is Lan's Martial Soul? How many rings does he have? What Soul Skill did he use?"

Ma Hongjun froze at the question. The shadowy figure and the Shark Blade that had torn through everything flashed through his mind, and he trembled again.

"I... I didn't see clearly..."

"It was too fast... A shadow flashed past, and Teacher Zhao's... his arm was broken, and then..."

He didn't dare go on.

Yu Xiaogang's expression darkened completely.

He slowly looked around at everyone.

"From Hongjun's account, this Lan can't be more than eighteen years old."

"Meanwhile, Teacher Zhao is the renowned Immovable Wisdom King, a seventy-sixth-level Soul Sage."

Yu Xiaogang paused, then asked slowly, enunciating every word.

"Do you think an eighteen-year-old boy could kill Teacher Zhao in one move?"