"Heh. What a joke. The young master of the Shen Family… runs faster than a rat the moment things get serious…"
In the Qi Family's Treasury,
in a dark corner,
the Qi Family Grand Elder clutched his bleeding chest, using a crumbling wall to laboriously pull himself to his feet.
His face, disheveled and caked in blood, a picture of wretched misery,
was twisted in a sneer.
'I had planned to give up more than half of our family's wealth in exchange for shelter. Then, we could have continued on under the Shen Family's banner.'
'At least the Qi Family wouldn't be hunted to extinction after losing all its top experts.'
'But I never imagined…'
'…that arrogant bastard who looked down his nose at everyone. He talked a big game, shouting slogans that could shake the heavens,'
'but the moment someone appeared, he ran faster than a rabbit!'
'The Qi Family…'
'…is finished!'
Pushing aside thoughts of the pretentious fraud,
the Qi Family Grand Elder heaved a long sigh.
