"So that's what happened. I only heard that someone in the Melbourne Chinese community was severely injured, but I never expected it to be Brother Ouyang! I'm glad Brother Ouyang is okay now, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to face you or Master Yang in the future." Upon hearing this, Gu Yezeng's face changed dramatically, a sense of dread filling him.
Others might not know how formidable Ge Dongxu is, but he was well aware.
This was a truly Immortal-like figure. If his only disciple had been killed in Melbourne, then the local gangs would inevitably have blood flow into rivers, and the Chinese Gangs would likely bear the brunt of his wrath.
"Although Murong is safe now, this score must still be settled," Ge Dongxu said softly, a chill emanating from him, making everyone in the council hall inexplicably feel a cold draft down their spines.