One Punch

Outside Blazing Sun Martial Hall.

Zhang Ping and the others came out through the doors, all looking at one another for a moment.

"Could he be stringing us along?" Zhang Shouzhong said suspiciously.

Zhang Ping frowned. "Since he said that, let's just visit the other martial halls first. Once every faction has submitted, we'll see whether he submits or not!"

Although Wu Ruoyu had sounded very sincere, his change from arrogance to humility left everyone unconvinced.

If he still refused to submit...

Then they would settle it with their fists. The strong rose, and the weak fell.

The problem was that Wu Ruoyu had already made his position clear. They could not just beat him up for no reason; that would be hard to justify.

"Then let's go to the next martial hall!" After thinking it over, Su Jingyao directly agreed with Zhang Ping's suggestion.

Since Wu Ruoyu was putting them off, they would challenge the martial halls one by one, then come back at the end to see what else Wu Ruoyu had to say.

If he was still full of nonsense by then, he would definitely be in for a thorough beating.

About thirty minutes later, Zhang Ping and the others arrived at Qilin Martial Hall.

Qilin Martial Hall's master was named Nangong Qilin. Though his name sounded imposing, he was already an old man in his seventies or eighties and rarely fought anymore. His eldest disciple, Wu Tian, was the one truly running Qilin Martial Hall.

Zhang Ping and the others entered the reception room. A moment later, Nangong Qilin appeared with Wu Tian.

"Master Nangong, please forgive our unannounced visit. We're here about the same matter as last time." After exchanging pleasantries, Su Jingyao spoke with a serious expression.

Holding a teacup, Nangong Qilin looked down