"Disciple, that old man you just killed was Third Lord Jiang's fourth son!"
"Mm, this one was his eldest grandson..."
"I don't recognize this one. Probably someone from one of his branch families."
"Disciple, don't kill this one. Hmm, he's already dead! Forget it, then. His surname was actually Wen..."
"This one deserves to die. He once hurled abuse at your master in the great hall. This fellow is... never mind, you've already chopped him into mince. Your master isn't so angry anymore."
Hearing that someone had insulted his teacher, Wang Chong deliberately struck harder, using his self-created Immortal-Piercing Hammer to pulverize the man with a single punch.
With his hands clasped behind his back, Gao Gun followed Wang Chong all the way into the rear compound and could not help gaining a whole new understanding of his disciple. Ordinarily, Wang Chong was not particularly fond of slaughter, and his methods were often gentle with both his subordinates and his enemies. But when he truly wanted to kill, he was as brisk and efficient as someone slicing melons and chopping vegetables.
Wang Chong had not actually charged straight for the rear compound. Instead, he had started at the perimeter and killed his way around in circles. By the time he reached the rear compound, hardly anyone remained alive in Third Lord Jiang's residence.
Master and disciple stepped into the rear compound of Third Lord Jiang's residence, one behind the other, and sensed a strange presence rising almost simultaneously. A voice devoid of the slightest emotion, yet carrying the majestic force of thunderous fury, demanded, "Who is it? Who dares break into the Jiang Residence and kill?"
Wang Chong chuckled. "I am An Dushan!"
Gao Gun added from beside him, "And I am Zhao Feishan." Even with the martial cultivation of