"Alas! Still too young, almost got carried away by the Nine Ghosts, harboring resentment towards the Black Wind Village Chief."
"Ha! That's the Martial World for you, knowing when to bend and when to stand tall is how you survive."
Jiang Dali coldly withdrew his hand and calmly gazed at the Nine Ghosts kneeling before him, the corners of his mouth lifting into a cold smirk, "You're wise to capitulate, I hope it's true intelligence in switching allegiance, and not some ghostly trick. Otherwise, with just you lot, escaping the palm of my hand will be impossible."
With a light chuckle, his eyes sharp, he turned towards the other folks of the Martial World nearby, his voice spreading all around, "Today, Black Wind Village Chief here will meet the heroes. Anyone else wants the reward from Zhuwu Linked Rings like these Nine Ghosts did, step forward. I will take on all comers, life or death be damned!"
With these words.
The crowd immediately became agitated.
