P.S. Thanks to [Xinwen Daoren] for the 5,000 Qidian coins. I'm bowing down and showering you with praise.
"Third Brother, is this... is this really the Strength Clan we remember? How did it fall into such ruin?" Ma Hongjun could not help sighing at the sight of the clan's dilapidated estate.
"Let's go in." Tang San frowned and knocked on the Strength Clan's gate.
"Who is it? What are you banging on the door for? Could you afford to pay if you broke it?"
A shrill voice cursed from inside the estate. The battered gate opened, revealing a familiar, powerfully built middle-aged man.
The difference was that the man had no beard. Tang San and Ma Hongjun exchanged a glance and frowned at the same time. "Who might you two be?" the man asked.
Sensing the considerable Soul Power radiating from them, the man grew wary.
"I'm Tang San, son of Tang Hao. This is my brother Ma Hongjun. Is Senior Tai Tan at home?" Tang San recognized him: Tai Tan's son, Tai Long's father, Tai Nuo the Mighty King.
Except he had lost his beard, and his voice had grown somewhat shrill. Barring a surprise, he had been castrated, just like the two of them.
Sure enough, Tang San's words visibly moved Tai Nuo. But rather than invite them in, he became even warier. Frowning, he asked, "How can you prove it?"
Tang San glanced along the passage outside the Strength Clan estate. Seeing no pedestrians nearby, he slowly raised his left hand. Black light surged in his palm, and a small pitch-black hammer appeared.
"The Clear Sky Hammer? Please, come in, both of you!" At the sight of the hammer, Tai Nuo—the son of Tang Hao's most loyal servant—could no longer contain his excitement. He hurriedly ushered