"Junior brother, you tell me!" Seeing that neither man spoke, Dalhe pointed straight at Dalha.
Dalha knew that although his senior brother's expression had barely changed, he was probably furious inside. He dared not hesitate and hurriedly recounted everything that had just happened in detail.
After finishing, Dalha hardly dared breathe. Before this senior brother of his, he had no temper to speak of, nor did he dare show any disrespect.
While Dalha and Habibullah were feeling deeply uneasy, Dalhe finally spoke.
"So it was those few. They possess such strength?" After hearing Dalha's account, a trace of surprise appeared on Dalhe's face.
How could he not know of Hong Yi and the others? They were, after all, outstanding figures of their generation. He had heard of them and learned about them.
He simply had not expected Hong Yi and the others to be capable of exchanging blows with his junior brother Dalha and Habibullah. Even if they had joined forces, that was surprising enough.
Although there was the exception of Huang Xiao, it was naturally still quite incredible that Hong Yi and the others could reach such heights.
"There is not a word of falsehood in it. Hong Yi's strength is only a notch below mine. His Dragon-Capturing Divine Palm is immensely powerful, and I also discovered that he may have practiced another cultivation method. I just don't know what other miraculous cultivation methods the Beggar Gang has. I've never heard of any before. As for Dugu Sheng, who came later, that brat's swordsmanship was extremely fast. I found it difficult to bring the full power of my palm techniques to bear against him, as though he really had seen through them. He was very difficult to deal with!" Dalha said.
"The Beggar Gang has merely fallen into decline.