"My father is Xing Hao; I am Xing Ming, ranked third."

"Very well."

The Old Man smiled slightly:

"You are quite brave. Years ago, Xing Ru Hai caused me to lose these eyes.

"Ever since, this old man swore to dig out the eyes of any Xing family member I encounter...

"Originally, I intended to wait a while longer before seeking out Xing Ru Hai.

"Unfortunately, it’s rumored that recently Xing Ru Hai is troubled and may be nearing his end.

"That’s why I rushed here to send him off.

"Boy, do not blame me for today’s events. Blame your grandfather for his cruelty years ago, or... blame your unfortunate fate!!"

As these words fell, his figure suddenly flew out from the Longevity Pavilion.

He extended two fingers, aiming directly at Xing Ming’s eyes.

Xing Ming shouted in anger, and with a clang, drew a single blade from his waist.

With a flick of his wrist, a move called Wind Howl was unleashed with momentum.

Yet the Old Man, blind though he was, seemed to have heard the move crystal clear by simply moving his ears.

Casually grasping and slapping, it seemed to transform nothing into substance.

The Twelve Way Storm Blade held no mystery to him at all, and he easily dismantled it thoroughly.

Then with a crack, the single blade was shattered by a single hit.

With a shockwave reverberating, Xing Ming’s feet staggered back, shouting repeatedly:

"Senior, wait!

"I dare not speak of the grudges between you and my grandfather.

"But you dare not confront my grandfather and instead bully a young junior here—don’t you have any shame?"

At this statement, the Old Man’s eyebrows creased slightly.

The two fingers poised to dig into Xing Ming’s eyes also paused slightly.

Cold sweat dripped from Xing Ming’s forehead.

Seeing this, he abruptly retreated, moving three yards away before quietly standing still.

He still did not dare to run.

Hei Bodhisattva possessed exceptional martial arts, and he couldn’t withstand a single move, already having his blade broken.

Among the Xing family, only his grandfather Xing Ru Hai could possibly contend with this Old Man.

Just now, if he had delayed even for a moment, his eyes would have been gouged out by this Old Man.

Now, though swayed by his words, if he ran now, it would likely provoke the Old Man’s ire, eliminating any chance of resolution.

Considering this, he glanced stealthily at the Iron Masked Man.

Seeing him standing there, poised with one hand, clearly gathering inner strength.

Straight away, he felt moved.

Then turning to the Longevity Pavilion, he noticed the man and woman sitting quietly, their brows slightly furrowed.

Who were these two?

Finally, his gaze fell on the youth, puzzled why Hei Bodhisattva had a child by his side.

At this moment, the child poured water into his hand, writing on the stone table.

He wrote two words: "Run quickly!"

These words were naturally intended for Su Mo.

While writing, he furtively observed Hei Bodhisattva.

Making sure he wasn’t watched, he exhaled with relief.

Turning back, he found Su Mo smiling evenly at him, causing sudden irritation.

Since seeing this young gentleman today, his mood had been very poor.

Hei Bodhisattva killed at will, regardless of right or wrong, young or old, entirely as he pleased.

One moment he would talk and laugh, the next moment he’d ruthlessly kill.

Moreover, he was heading to Baisui City to kill a more significant target.

For his own bloodlust, this Old Man would inevitably implicate the innocent.

That is why, upon seeing Su Mo and Zhen Xiaoxiao, the youth immediately told them to leave.

Hoping to provoke them to leave quickly.

He signaled to Su Mo several times, yet Su Mo ignored him.

Now, while Hei Bodhisattva was attacking Xing Ming, he hurriedly wrote on the table, hoping Su Mo would escape swiftly.

This was truly a golden opportunity.

But after Su Mo smiled, he casually wrote two words with the water: "Won’t go."

"!!!"

The youth took a deep breath, thinking that sometimes good advice can’t stop a doomed soul.

He glanced at Zhen Xiaoxiao.

Though Hei Bodhisattva claimed she possessed top-notch internal strength.

Yet... he hadn’t seen Hei Bodhisattva defeated along the way.

No matter the Jianghu hero or infamous overlord.

Anyone in the presence of Hei Bodhisattva becomes ... a corpse!

Imagine this girl, though skilled, probably wasn’t overly powerful.

This young man insisted on staying, jeopardizing her as well.

Considering this, he suddenly heard Hei Bodhisattva laugh:

"Who cares about shame, what difference does it make?

"Years ago, Xing Ru Hai ambushed me, destroying my eyes, did he care for shame?

"He discarded his dignity, I came for revenge and restrained myself, why should I?

"Boy, do not resist, losing your eyes and living is something I’ve personally verified, no deceit!"

Xing Ming was stunned, not knowing how to respond.

This was indeed something the Old Man had tried out himself, losing eyes didn’t lead to death... but led to a fate worse than death!

Seeing the Old Man was about to act again.

Then glancing at the Iron Masked Man, who gathered inner strength in both hands, seemingly reaching his peak.

Suddenly shouting:

"Xing Zhan, why are you waiting, why not act now?

"You too are of Xing family blood, the son of my second uncle!

"As brothers here today, if we can’t unite, we’ll likely spend the rest of our lives barely surviving together."

Su Mo heard this, raising an eyebrow involuntarily.

Looking up at the Iron Masked Man.

The Iron Masked Man also looked towards Su Mo.

With their eyes meeting, understanding passed between them. He immediately signaled Su Mo, and the inner strength in his palms, once hesitated, now resolute, he stepped forward, casting nine shadows, a series of forms imprinted along a straight line.

The last form appeared right behind the Old Man.

Following, two palms moved together.

At this moment, the Old Man turned, meeting the strike with two palms.

In the instant the four palms met, the inner strength dispersed with a thundering explosion.

Within ten yards around, sand and stones flew, a knell echoed as if heaven and earth were collapsing.

The Old Man’s face was utterly shocked:

"That’s not Xing family’s Inner Strength, what martial arts is this?"