The antique hall, the terrible silence, the rhythmic sound of the wall clock on the wall, ticking at the heartstrings of everyone in the room.

An old man in a dark brown Tang costume and in good spirits sat on the purple sandalwood official hat chair in the first place. His withered hand rested on his lap, his fingers tapping lightly with a slight rapidity.

Sitting side by side on his left hand side by side are two middle-aged men, a man and a woman. The man is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with gold-rimmed glasses, his hair is meticulously combed, and he has the bearing of a long-standing position. The noble lady beside him, who was full of jewels, looked at the plain old man anxiously, and stopped talking several times, but finally held back.

Some hurried footsteps sounded from outside the door, and the old man nodded lightly when he saw the person who appeared at the door. The young man in a white long-sleeved shirt at the door walked in respectfully, he whispered in the old man's ear for a while, turned around and walked out.

The old man's eyes looked at the middle-aged couple who were waiting for him, and said with a heavy face: "According to the information I have received, Shuo Sheng and the others are afraid that they will encounter a lot of trouble, and they may even be in danger of their lives!"

"Huh?" The middle-aged man's face changed, and the lady beside him screamed, and he slipped directly from the chair and fell to the ground.

"Mrs. Chen, please calm down, the matter has come to this, the most important thing is to find Shuo Sheng's whereabouts!" A cold light flashed in the golden eyes of the old man with an ancient face.

"Master, are you really sure that my family is ...... him," the middle-aged man asked hesitantly, taking a deep breath.

"Shuo Sheng had a grudge with a student named Ye Qinghan at school, and it is said that the student also had extraordinary martial arts cultivation, which made Shuo Sheng suffer a lot of losses. After returning to the martial arts hall, a few seven or eight disciples who had been friends with him in the past went out with him, probably for him. And until this moment, none of them have returned!" The old man's hand on his lap was clenched into a fist at some point, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were beating, which showed that his heart was not as calm as it seemed.

"Master Ren's disciples, all of them are dragons and phoenixes among people, seven or eight people shot together, on the ground in Xiling City, who else can help them? Just clean up an ordinary student, it shouldn't be a big deal!" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, he laughed, and the noble lady beside him also had hope in her eyes.

This person is Chen Shuosheng's father, Chen Hongmin, who heard that his son was injured at school and did not show up for several days, so the couple found the Tiancheng Martial Arts Hall in a hurry. And this old man in Tang costume is none other than Deji, the director of the Tiancheng Martial Arts Hall.

"Although my disciples are not successful, they are still filial, and they say hello every morning and evening, and they never miss a day. I also hope that they are safe, but the current situation seems to be very unoptimistic!" Ren Deji let out a long sigh.

"Guessing here is not a way after all, as long as you find that student named Ye Qinghan, everything will naturally fall into place!" Chen Hongmin said patiently although he was anxious.

"I don't need you to say this, I have already arranged for the disciple to go to that student, and I guess I will be back soon!" Ren Deji nodded and said.

When the hurried knock on the door sounded, it was Ye Mengyao who opened the door, and after opening the door, he saw a group of five or six strong men with tigers on their backs and meaty faces.

After opening the door, the strong man led by him took Ye Mengyao aside very roughly, and rushed into the room with a few people behind him, looked around the room with a scrutinizing gaze, and said in his mouth: "Tell Ye Qinghan to come out!"

"Who are you? Trespassing on a private house is responsible for the law, do you believe it or not, I will call the police immediately?" Ye Mengyao was frightened, and scolded with a calm face.

"Ye Qinghan, Master Ren Deji of the Tiancheng Martial Arts Pavilion is invited, if you know each other, come with us!" The strong man led by him ignored Ye Mengyao's threat at all, and while walking towards the house, he raised his foot and kicked the single sofa in front of him away. The flying couch crashed into the dining room table, and the utensils on it were knocked to the ground with a series of tinkling sounds.

Ye Qinghan, who was guiding Ye Mengyao's cultivation in the back room, walked out with a cold gaze, and Fang Yao also followed behind him with some worry.

"Ren Deji is also a so-called master, why can't he even raise a dog, and if he bites people so indiscriminately, he is not afraid of being broken by someone?" Ye Qinghan stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Mengyao, who was walking towards him, behind him, looked at the five or six strong men in front of him, and said coldly.

"You're looking for death!" these people came with a menace, where could they bear this humiliation?

The strong man's eyes were about to erupt into flames, and he raised his hand and slapped Ye Qinghan in the face.

"Smack!" a crisp slap sounded, but it was the strong man who flew out. Ye Qinghan, who slapped him away, was leisurely wiping his palms on his clothes, with disgust in his eyes.

"Brothers, go up together, beat me to death!" The strong man was slapped by Ye Qinghan, his eyes were full of stars, half of his face was numb, where would he give up, and his face was distorted and he shouted.

Without him shouting, the other people had already begun to approach Ye Qinghan, and the remaining five people waved their fists and feet and pounced towards Ye Qinghan. The strong man at the head was slapped away by Ye Qinghan easily, and they were somewhat alert, but there were many people on their side, so they became bolder.

Crisp slaps came one after another, and screams rang out rhythmically. After a few bangs, the remaining five people, along with the strong man in the lead, stacked them next to the shoe cabinet at the door like arhats.

"Ren Deji didn't tell you why you came to me?" Ye Qinghan chuckled.

Killing Chen Shuosheng, and so many people with Chen Shuosheng, Ye Qinghan had long known that the people from the Tiancheng Martial Arts Hall would always find them. When I heard these people report their names, I already knew what was going on, but these guys obviously didn't understand the situation and were used as guns.

"Master Ren, a fairy-like figure, let us ask you to ask you that you have already given you a lot of face, and you dare to do something to us? Look at the time when we broke your limbs and let you crawl in front of Master Ren, were you still so arrogant!" Although several people were slapped away by Ye Qinghan, they were not seriously injured, and they quickly got up. This also made them misjudge Ye Qinghan's ability, and looked at Ye Qinghan cruelly, without the slightest intention of stopping.

"Boy, you asked for yourself!Break your limbs, we will love these two girls beside you well!" A person behind the strong man looked at Ye Mengyao and Fang Yao with stunning eyes, rubbed his cheeks that were numb by Ye Qinghan, and said with a strange smile.

"I really don't know whether to live or die!" Ye Qinghan's eyes instantly turned cold, his body disappeared from the spot, and a scream reached the ears of Fang Yao and Ye Mengyao, making the two women's faces pale.

Less than a minute later, all six people who rushed in were huddled on the ground and screaming. With both hands and arms broken, they struggled on the ground for a long time, but they couldn't stand up, and they looked at Ye Qinghan with endless fear in their eyes.