Xia Zhonglin clenched his teeth in anger, and another prayer bead shattered with a snap.
Wu Gang signaled to Song Yunshan with a glance, reminding that Xia Zhonglin had considerable backing, so much so that even he, the lord of the city, had to treat him with deference. If this matter continued to escalate, it would be difficult to settle down.
Song Yunshan got the hint and reached out, saying, "Let me have a look."
Gongsun Yan took the Blood Killing Alliance Oath and handed it to Song Yunshan.
Song Yunshan did not even glance at it and tore it into pieces, sprinkling them with a chuckle, "Back then, Huo Jiang was just a greenhorn, with mediocre martial skills, hardly capable of controlling those ruthless killers of Martial World. He was nothing but a scapegoat for Huo Lian. Old Man Xia, what do you think?"
Huo Lian was an important pawn under his control within Yuncheng's martial arts world, like a shepherd dog.