"No wonder your Xiang Family's prestige has been dwindling all these years. Ever since Vice Principal Xiang stopped appearing in public, every last one of you has started turning from a lineage of overlords into a lineage of pretty boys, haven't you? You're like this, and so is your sister. Is this the Overlord Xiang Family's family tradition now?"
Wen Xingtian's voice and expression were stern. "If I ever see you do that again, I'll break your legs and throw you back home. Do you think I wouldn't dare?!"
"Well said!"
A powerful voice rang out behind them at just that moment.
Zuo Xiaoduo looked toward the voice and saw that an old man with graying hair and beard had appeared at the entrance to the Martial Dao Arena!
Though his hair and beard were gray, he stood there like a towering mountain. He was a full two meters forty tall, with a physique so imposing and burly that it defied belief!
He was truly like a lofty mountain ridge, impossible to shake.
That wild, domineering grandeur of his made anyone who saw him involuntarily feel that he was invincible.
"Thank you, Teacher Wen."
The old man's voice boomed like a great bell. "What kind of bullshit have these little brats been practicing? I just finished knocking the boys at home into shape, and I nearly keeled over with anger the moment I got here. They deserve a beating! None of them have been beaten hard enough. Only after they've taken enough beatings will they know what real combat is!"
Hearing that voice, it was not hard to guess that this was Vice Principal Xiang, who had been unable to leave home because the forgetting river water poisoning him had made his whole body stink unbearably.
The old man's face