Brocade Garden.
In the small, sun-drenched square, the crowd was no longer playing cards or chess. Instead, they were huddled over their phones, discussing the annihilation of the Martial Association.
As they talked, they would occasionally cast glances at Ren Tong.
Given the incident at the activity center, it wasn't hard for them to guess who had wiped out the Martial Association's Tianque City Branch.
"Hearing you say that, it seems the Martial Association is truly a wretched organization." After listening to Ren Tong, Liu Changzheng nodded, then shook his head. "But with Chen Yang being so forcefully confrontational, I'm afraid there will be trouble."
"Old Ghost Ren, don't be offended by my bluntness, but this is the reality Chen Yang is facing."
