"Hemingway Wood, Sect Leader of the Netherworld Sect! I heard not long ago that the Netherworld Sect had been annihilated, existing in name only. The Grand Elder of the Netherworld Sect died, and the Sect Leader was missing... yet I didn't expect him to be at King Archer's residence."
Many people exclaimed in surprise.
"A dog without a home!"
Those who had suffered from the Netherworld Sect in the past all muttered insults under their breath.
Hemingway Wood's reputation, obviously, was not very good.
Upon hearing these words, Hemingway's expression turned extremely unsightly.
However, the old man standing beside them had a gleam of excitement in his eyes, as he was here today to see how the enemy who killed his Third Brother would meet his end.
That was all he cared about.
He didn't care about anything else.
As long as the enemy who killed his Third Brother died, he could peacefully return to the southern border of Fletcher Kingdom to continue as the 'local tyrant' there.
