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Martial Master

Chapter 1972: Blood Hole Devourer 🔴

Published: November 30, -0001

Qin Chen recognized Xia Wushang, having gone through the trials of the Black Death Swamp and the Heavenly Demon Secret Realm together. Now hearing that Xia Wushang and the others were still at the slave market, Qin Chen didn't have time to ask more questions and immediately said to Fu Qiankun and the others, "Let's go to the slave market together. We must rescue those people."

Fu Qiankun and his group immediately stood up and walked out of the private room.

Seeing Qin Chen and the others preparing to leave, the innkeeper of the tavern was extremely excited and respectfully escorted them to the tavern's entrance. It wasn't that they didn't want to do business, but Qin Chen had offended the Liaozhong Chamber of Commerce, which would undoubtedly bring trouble. Presumably, the people from the Liaozhong Chamber of Commerce were already on their way? Tianlei City was large, but news spread quickly.

Sure enough, just as Qin Chen and his group stepped out of the tavern, before they could even head to the slave market, a terrifying aura descended. As this aura fell, several fearsome figures appeared in front of Qin Chen, emanating a presence that shook the heavens.

The leader was an elderly man seemingly in his fifties or sixties, but Qin Chen could clearly sense that he was definitely over a hundred years old. The killing intent around him was so intense that it formed an invisible vortex swirling around him. He was a mid-stage peak Martial God, and his overwhelming killing intent sent chills down anyone's spine, as if even their soul would freeze.

This was undoubtedly a ruthless killer who regarded human life as insignificant. Behind him were a few strong individuals exuding killing intent, one of whom was precisely Tu Li Martial God, with eyes sharp as a heavenly blade, glaring fiercely at Qin Chen with a look of brutality.

"Are you the ones who killed my daughter, Xiong Ying?" The old leader asked, his eyes cold and his voice like a dagger, sweeping over Qin Chen and his companions like a vicious wolf. The cold aura from him made everyone feel extremely uncomfortable. Naturally, Qin Chen and his group were unafraid of this aura, but Xia Wurou couldn't help but take a few steps back in fear, her face showing terror.

This man was the vice-president of the Liaozhong Chamber of Commerce, Xiong Ying's father, Xiong Miu. The arrival of the group from the Liaozhong Chamber of Commerce filled the atmosphere with tension. A large number of martial artists had already gathered around, and many strong individuals hadn't left since the beginning, staying at the tavern entrance, knowing that the Liaozhong Chamber of Commerce wouldn't let Qin Chen off easily, waiting to see the spectacle.

These people initially thought that Vice-President Xiong Miu, upon losing his daughter, would immediately take action without giving Qin Chen any chance to retort. However, they didn't expect him to just stand there assessing Qin Chen and his group upon arrival. This wasn't Xiong Miu's usual style!

Despite his fierce and murderous appearance, Xiong Miu was actually extremely cunning. Otherwise, he wouldn't have achieved his position as vice-president of the Liaozhong Chamber of Commerce. No one in such a position is a fool. He was angry about his daughter's death, but more cautious. What gave the other party the courage to kill his daughter in Tianlei City?

He was a killer who had risen by taking countless lives, yet he still lived because of caution, never provoking those he shouldn't. After all, while his daughter was important, he had many children, but only one life.

"Yes, I, Young Master, killed Xiong Ying. What do you want? If you want to fight, then fight. Stop with the nonsense. If you don't fight, then leave. If you dare to get in my way again, don't blame me for really smashing your Liaozhong Chamber of Commerce."

Qin Chen initially thought that Xiong Miu would immediately attack, but when he didn't, Qin Chen guessed his thoughts and didn't bother wasting time with such a scheming person.