Lu Changhe could hardly be blamed for reacting so violently.
Shen Changchuan's crimes were simply too vile!
From south to north, seven or eight Beggars' Sect branch halls had fallen victim to his poison. From branch hall masters to stewards and even elite sect members, all had been controlled by that bizarre demonic art of his.
The Beggars' Sect martial arts leaked as a result were almost beyond imagining!
One had to know, anyone capable of serving as the master of a branch hall in a given region was, even within the Beggars' Sect's main headquarters, part of the core upper echelon!
The cultivation methods they practiced were all profound secret teachings of the Beggars' Sect!
Yet they had been leaked just like that.
And, what enraged Lu Changhe even more was that after the Beggars' Sect discovered the other party's existence and stirred up a tremendous uproar, declaring their fury to fellow martial artists across the jianghu and vowing to bring this thief to justice, this devil had not only failed to fear the Beggars' Sect's might and cease his actions.
He had instead continued wreaking havoc as though utterly unaffected!
Not long ago, he had even struck down Yan Chengyou, master of the Beggars' Sect's Suzhou branch hall!
One had to know, Yan Chengyou had been his most valued and outstanding disciple!
Such conduct
was nothing less than jumping right in his face to mock him.
How could Lu Changhe not be utterly enraged?!
This was not merely a personal grudge born from the death of his finest beloved disciple. It was also a matter of the Beggars' Sect's dignity as the greatest sect under heaven!
If they could not retaliate with the harshest methods in the world, what face would the Beggars' Sect have left?
Who would