Just as Bright Moon Shine was about to release his battle qi, he suddenly suppressed it.
His face flushed red, and he nearly suffered internal injuries.
Brothers and sisters, can you please slow down a little and give me a chance to perform...
With a belly full of frustration, he followed behind them warily, ready to strike at the slightest sign of trouble!
Soon, they walked out of the Illusory Formation, and the scene before them changed. Two gray-robed young men appeared before them.
Just as the two of them were about to raise their right hand to greet, Bright Moon Shine punched them without any hesitation.
Boom!
Padah!
Caught off guard, the two of them were sent flying five to six meters away. Spurting fresh blood, they fell to the ground and fainted.
Ah!
Zhang Xing and the others stared at Bright Moon Shine in bewilderment.
Is this lad crazy?
He was behaving like an obedient child on the way here. Why did he suddenly go crazy here?
Bright Moon Shine also had an awkward look on his face.
"This... I..."
His face was flushed red, and he was unable to explain himself. Can you say that you want to perform before the young master as well?
You can't!
If you say it out loud, you will become a laughingstock.
He immediately regretted his punch. The two of them didn't use any battle qi at all, and it was clear that they were going to greet guests.
The commotion here soon attracted the attention of a few people in front of an underground castle not too far away.
They quickly walked over and helped the two unconscious young men up. Upon seeing that their lives weren't in danger, they heaved a sigh of relief.
The skinny old man leading the group bellowed furiously, "We sent our disciples here to invite you out of goodwill, but you acted so viciously. Are you here to exact vengeance?"
"Let me tell you, this is the Poison Hall of the Wasteland. You are not allowed to behave atrociously here!"
Hearing that it was the Poison Hall, Bright Moon Shine's eyes lit up. He quickly stepped forward and bowed.
"Elder, I apologize for my rashness. I was a little nervous when I first came in, and I accidentally injured your disciples. I will bear the consequences alone. You can deal with me however you want, and I won't complain!"
Staring at Bright Moon Shine for a moment, he saw the sincerity in the other party's attitude. His head was lowered, and he didn't seem to be trying to brush him off.
His expression softened, "Who are you, and why are you here?"
"I am Bright Moon Shine. My father was once a member of the Poison Hall!"
Bright Moon Shine raised his head slightly to look at the elder.
"Bright Moon Shine?"
After pondering for a moment, the old man suddenly raised his eyes. "Your father is Ming Shanhe?"
"Yes, elder. My father is Ming Shanhe, a grade-3 poison master of the Poison Hall!"
Ming Yue Zhao straightened his back and looked at the old man with a complicated expression.
The old man sized him up carefully. No wonder he felt a sense of deja vu when he first saw him. It turned out that he was the child of an old friend.
Similar, too similar. Eyebrows, eyes, nose, face shape, it was as if they were carved from the same mold.
"Is Brother Shanhe still doing well?"
The old man excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Ming Yuezhao's hand.
"My father … was unfortunately killed ten years ago …"
Bright Moon Shine's voice was choked with sobs.
"What?
Brother Shanhe is gone? "
The old man's body swayed and he couldn't stand steadily. He was obviously shocked by this bad news.
"Senior, what's wrong?"
Ming Yue Zhao hurriedly supported the old man. He was a little touched. This was the first time an outsider had grieved for his father.
"I'm fine. I was just a little sad. Sigh!"
"Let's go in first and talk about it in detail. Your father and I have been friends for life and death. I have been trying to find out more about him all these years."
"Oh!
And these few are? "
The old man sighed sorrowfully. He turned to look at Zhang Xing and the others.