Pan Long was no fool. He could tell there was something wrong with that Real Person. They had no grudge between them and had never even met, yet the man had started making snide remarks the moment he opened his mouth. Either he had grown up in a place where everyone spoke in insults and was a foul-mouthed bastard begging for a beating, or there was some grudge or scheme Pan Long knew nothing about.
But whether it was a grudge or a scheme, he wanted no part of it.
So the moment Lu Xi'an spoke, Pan Long nodded. "General Lu makes an excellent point! As the saying goes, even an emperor can't expect hungry soldiers to fight. Of course we can't ask the Zeng Family for anything, but we ought to look after ourselves. A meal won't hold anything up."
Other True Person Grandmasters immediately chimed in, giving the one who had provoked Pan Long no chance to reply.
Soon, the True Person Grandmasters dispersed. Only a handful remained at Zeng Family Manor.
The True Person Grandmaster who had challenged Pan Long was among them.
He stood at the edge of the enormous pit, gazing at the Zeng Family estate, now almost completely leveled. He could not help letting out a long sigh.
"Old Fang, did you find anything?" Min Kun had stayed behind. He came over and asked in a low voice.
This True Person Grandmaster was named Fang Donghuan. One of his ancestors had also been a member of "Mountain-Cleaving, Sea-Opening." Four families had formed the main body of that group: the He, Fang, Han, and Zeng families.
The plaque bearing the words "Mountain-Cleaving, Sea-Opening," written by Di Dingmao himself, had hung in the main hall of the He Family's residence.
Years later, Di Yihai staged a