Chapter Thirty-Three: The Southern Fist Martial Arts School

Behind him followed a dozen or so young men, dressed identically to him. Their faces radiated a haughty arrogance, backs ramrod straight, and their bodies rippled with tightly knotted muscles.

“I heard someone actually dared to stir up trouble in the Qi family, even went so far as to lay hands on my apprentice. So I thought I’d come and see for myself. I wonder, does the world truly hold such reckless fools with guts enough for this?”

The man, who appeared to be in his early fifties...

Chapter Thirty-Three of "The Return of the Battle King" — Southern Fist Martial Arts Hall

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