The heavy, sorrowful voice echoed like thunder over the skies of Shenlong Hall in Yuncheng, spreading far across the river.
Zhou Yang stood up, bowed three times to Mr. Sha, the last guardian of Shenlong Hall in Yuncheng, and said, "Mr. Sha, as you wished, the Shenlong Hall of Yuncheng has risen once again; the brothers have all returned!"
He turned to Hong Sanbao and said, "Arrange a grand funeral for Mr. Sha and restore Shenlong Hall in Yuncheng!"
"Yes, Hall Master!"
Hong Sanbao bowed, showing his respect for the Hall Master of Shenlong Hall of the Nine Provinces.
After settling Mr. Sha's body, Zhou Yang ascended the platform of the great hall, looking down at everyone assembled.
Despite the simplicity and ruin of the great hall, everyone's eyes were filled with determination and confidence.
At this moment, he finally understood the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.