Returning to Wang Chuan Temple

"Who are you? How dare you oppose my family?" A bearded big man stood up and lifted his pistol at the same time.

Before he could lift the pistol and shoot, a chill surrounded his wrist. He looked at his wrist in fear and his pistol fell to the ground.

"I, Shan Qianren, have many warrior friends. Everyone might know about the origin of warriors. The Shan Family has never provoked you. Who are you? Why are you so ruthless and merciless?" The old man stood up all of a sudden and stared firmly at Di Jiu.

Di Jiu had already pulled Shan Xiuqi into his embrace and thrown out dozens of fireballs. Both of the Shan Family members were prepared to make a move but were turned into dust by his fireball without any exception.

When the last fireball landed on Shan Qianren, he heard Di Jiu's voice. "I'm Di Jiu. I welcome the Shan Family to cause me trouble. I'll be staying in Wang Chuan Temple on the Forgetful River Mountain Range often in the future."