At the sight of Shangguan Jinhong approaching, many people immediately stepped aside.
Old Man Tianji was like a divine dragon whose head appeared but whose tail remained unseen. In many people's eyes, Shangguan Jinhong was the foremost expert on the Weapons Ranking.
No one wanted to provoke a supreme expert like him.
Only two friends remained beside Lin Lang: Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou.
Although Lu Xiaofeng wanted nothing to do with trouble, he would never stand idly by when a friend was in danger.
Hua Manlou wore a smile, ready to act at any moment.
Shangguan Jinhong looked coldly at Lin Lang. "I'm surprised you actually dared to come."
"If the Sun Moon Demon Cult competes with my Golden Coin Gang for people on the Weapons Ranking, then you should be prepared for me to wipe you out."
Lin Lang sneered. "If you were really confident, why didn't you come looking for me at Blackwood Cliff? Because you didn't dare. You're afraid of death."
Rather than growing angry, Shangguan Jinhong suddenly smiled. "You want to disturb my mind with those words so I can't use my full strength? How laughable."
His strength was at its peak now. Who could kill him?
"Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, would you be willing to join my Golden Coin Gang as elders?"
Both were rare young experts in Great Ming's Jianghu, with talent that rivaled even Jing Wuming's. He thought highly of them.
Shangguan Jinhong knew very well that if he wanted to unite Jianghu, he needed many talented, powerful subordinates. He couldn't handle everything personally.
Lu Xiaofeng stroked his little mustache. "I'm a bird, accustomed to freedom. I'm not used to being tied down by a gang."
Hua Manlou turned slightly toward Shangguan Jinhong's voice. "I can't even see. I prefer staying home."