The old man's voice was incredibly profound; as soon as he spoke, it echoed throughout the entire square.
Everyone in the know understood that this required immense Inner Strength, and they were instantly silenced.
The foreigner, looking like a fool, raised his hands and flaunted himself at the old man.
"Old fellow... what are you playing at? Crazy! To kill an Iron Fist King, why need so many people? Have you gone mad?"
Don't be fooled by his stupidity.
Many people present had this thought.
Just to kill an Iron Fist King, why mobilize so many mercenaries and assassins?
Moreover, with the powerful strength of the Lu Family, why seek help from outsiders?
Just then—
The foreign idiot said it out loud right to his face.
The old man's gaze withdrew from afar and slowly landed on the foreigner, without any superfluous words, he ordered directly:
"Break his legs, drag him out."
"Yes!"
Disciples wearing Martial Artist Robes stepped forward with a bow.