Inspector of the Peak Martial Arts Hall!

With his Sixth Tier eyesight, he could naturally tell that the condensed killing intent and surging vitality contained within that dark red light had absolutely reached the Fifth Tier, perhaps even touched the threshold of the Sixth Tier!

Moreover, that ferocious aura made even him feel a faint, uneasy palpitation.

"I don't recognize him... I've never seen him before."

"Judging by his clothes, he doesn't seem to be from the Military, nor is he one of ours."

"Could he be a trump card Inspector Xiao secretly trained? Or... did he come from outside?"

"He fought his way out from behind the Beast Tide? How is that possible? The Beast Tide on the outskirts may be scattered, but it isn't something just anyone can pass through!"

The several family heads looked at one another and discussed it fervently, yet none could offer an answer. The figure was drenched in blood, his face blurred, his aura unfamiliar and savage. There was simply no way to identify him.

Only Chen Haidong stared fixedly at that figure, especially the savage-looking Dark Gold Spear in his hand. An intense unease rose inexplicably within him, along with... a sliver of absurd familiarity.

That spear's design, that vicious aura... he seemed to have sensed them somewhere before, and the impression had been extremely deep. But... it was impossible!

How could that little bastard possibly appear here? And possess such terrifying strength?

"An illusion. It has to be an illusion..."

Chen Haidong shook his head hard, throwing that absurd thought from his mind.

He would rather believe it was Xiao Wuhen's hidden trump card than believe it was the nephew he had considered an ant, one who had long since "died."

At the center of the battlefield, Xiao Wuhen looked at Lin Ming, who had suddenly appeared and