Liuxian Town.
Inside the main hall of the inn, Spring Rain Tower.
The hall was a complete mess.
Overturned tables and chairs lay everywhere, with food and wine spilled across the floor.
There were also great swaths of blood.
Just then, an old man in the middle of the hall suddenly pointed at a blond-haired young man standing there and berated him fiercely:
"You vile demon! Don't think taking human form can fool these old eyes. Speak! Did you eat my disciple?"
Beside the old man's feet lay a man whose lower body was missing.
As for the old man himself-
He was tall, but somewhat stooped. He wore a black robe embroidered with golden patterns, which looked exceedingly luxurious.
His snowy white hair was meticulously combed, and on the finger pointing at the blond-haired young man, he wore a ring set with a purple gemstone.
As the old man's fierce shout rang out, rings of pale purple light suddenly spread from the gemstone in his ring.
Along with them came powerful fluctuations of Spiritual Power that made hearts tremble.
It seemed that if the blond-haired young man dared deny it, the terrifying Killing Power within his ring would erupt and swallow the young man whole.
"Hmph..."
Yet faced with the white-haired old man's accusation, the blond-haired young man showed not the slightest fear. Instead, he gave the old man a mocking laugh before saying coldly:
"If you're bent on condemning someone, you'll never lack a pretext."
As he spoke, he took a stone stele as tall as a man off his back and slammed it heavily onto the floor with a bang, then looked at the white-haired old man with a mocking expression.
"You old bastard Jiang Chong of Tangting Mountain, isn't it just this Dragon-Slaying Stele of mine