The old man said, "You take my palm strike. If you come out unharmed, it proves that my clansmen likely died at your hands."
"Conversely, if you are gravely injured, then this matter has nothing to do with you."
"Old man, you're going too far." Qian Wantian shouted angrily, "My nephew is only at the Third Layer of the Foundation Establishment Stage. How could he withstand your palm strike?"
Others nodded in agreement, believing the proposal to be unreasonable, as they could sense that this old fellow had the cultivation level of Qi-Condensation Stage Level Seven.
With Xu Wendong's cultivation level, even if he blocked the angry palm with his body, he would be crippled even if he didn't die.
"Do you really think we fear you, Qian?" Han Jicheng shouted. In the past, he would have feared his opponent, but now, he truly didn't regard Qian Wantian as a threat.
After all, he had the backing of the Han Family of the Kunlun Mountains.
