Jing Hongchen and the Black Robe

"Not so you could destroy all of this!"

The final three words were practically forced out through Jing Hongchen's clenched teeth.

The black-robed man being questioned finally spoke. His voice was flat, so flat it was almost cold. "Hall Master Hongchen, without the Dark Badges we provided, the Sun Moon Team would have lost even more badly."

"That boy with the Qilin Martial Soul... you saw him with your own eyes."

The corner of Jing Hongchen's eye twitched.

Of course he had seen him with his own eyes. A few days ago, he had personally witnessed Lin Ciyan...

That golden-haired youth who had suppressed the entire arena alone in the finals of the soul fighting tournament, that "monster" who had saved his grandson's life.

It was precisely because he had seen him that he was even more furious.

Because he knew that the root of it all lay with these people of unknown origin.

Jing Hongchen's voice was hoarse. "My grandson, Xiao Hongchen, suffered a backlash from using the Dark Badge specially made by you. His Martial Soul cracked. Do you know what that means?"

"I do," the black-robed man answered swiftly. "A crack in one's Martial Soul—if not repaired in time, it means the end of a Soul Master's career."

His tone was far too calm, as though he were merely commenting on today's pleasant weather.

Jing Hongchen's expression gradually twisted. At last, he made his move!

His figure vanished from where he stood in an instant...

The next moment, he appeared before the black-robed man who had spoken.

A fat hand covered in dense Soul Power seized the black-robed man by the throat and slammed his entire body to the ground.

The enraged strike of a level ninety-three Title Douluo and ninth-level Soul Engineer was terrifyingly powerful.

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