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Huai Hua Province, Mt. Qiu.

Huai Hua's capital city.

And the headquarters of the Qiushan Chamber, the ruler of the Huai Hua Province's underground world, was located here.

The president of Qiushan Chamber, Zhao Qiu, was also a big shot of Huai Hua Province, and no one dared to offend him.

At this moment, more than ten Qiushan Chamber leaders were gathered in the main hall of the Qiushan Chamber department.

Above the hall, there was a coffin.

Inside the coffin was a dead body. It was none other than Zhao Soong, who was killed by Mu Shaojun on KTV in the last century.

Beside the coffin, over ten leaders were standing.

The entire hall was silent.

In the main hall, an imposing middle-aged figure sat there. It was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry, but the surrounding cold aura made no one dare to approach him.

In front of this figure was a row of kneeling figures. Many of them were shivering with fear.

"Song'er died, why are you still alive?" The figure on the chair stood up slowly, looking at the kneeling people indifferently.

This figure was none other than the president of Qiushan Chamber, a big shot of Huai Hua Province, Zhao Qiu.

When they felt Zhao Qiu's faint chill, be it those kneeling on the ground or those standing beside the coffin, their hearts all trembled.

They had all comprehended the angry look on Zhao Qiu's face.

Twenty years ago, when Qiushan Chamber was still not as powerful as this, a person from a hostile force in Huai Hua Province kidnapped Zhao Qiu's wife and son.

At that time, when Zhao Qiu heard about this, without saying a single word, he killed his way to the other party's base with a single blade. He had beheaded nearly a thousand members of the other party's gang without leaving a single one behind.

The person who kidnapped his wife and children was also implicated by his family. All of the twenty odd people in his family were slaughtered by Zhao Qiu.

Now, twenty years later, Qiushan Chamber had already become Huai Hua Province's number one faction. Even a person with authority in a city did not dare to offend Zhao Qiu.

In the whole Huaihua Province, even if Zhao Qiu sneezed, he would tremble three times.

In Huai Hua Province, just Zhao Qiu's name made people wary.

Looking at the coffin in front of them, everyone clearly knew that the entire Huai Hua Province would be shaken.

Zhao Soong was the only son of Zhao Qiu, and Zhao Qiu's wife and son had been tied up for 20 years. Although Zhao Qiu had slaughtered thousands of people from the gang, his wife still died in their hands, leaving behind his youngest son, Zhao Soong.

Because of Zhao Qiu's guilt towards his wife, he had indulged and doted on Zhao Soong in every possible way, not allowing anyone to harm Zhao Soong.

Zhao Soong once took a fancy to a young man's girlfriend and forced him to come over. However, after that young man spat on his throat, Zhao Qiu found out and killed the young man's entire family without leaving a single survivor.

Now that Zhao Soong was killed by someone, one could imagine the rage Zhao Qiu was currently feeling.

"Since Song'er is dead, all of you should follow Song'er underground." Zhao Qiu spoke again with a cold look in his eyes.

The faces of those kneeling on the ground instantly changed.

Zhao Qiu grabbed the broadsword beside him and swung.

Whoosh.

A blade energy split the air, and a cold chill filled the entire hall.

Everyone who knelt on the ground had their heads smashed to the ground, including the expert who protected Zhao Soong that day.

Zhao Qiu looked at the head on the ground with an indifferent expression. He kept his broadsword and looked at Zhao Soong's corpse.

However, the hearts of the leaders beside Zhao Soong's corpse were still trembling. The scene just now was still engraved in their minds.

"Mr. Mu of Ningdu." Zhao Qiu bellowed, "I must use your head to sacrifice my son!"

The surrounding people subconsciously stepped back.

"President, it's rumored that Mr. Mu of Ningdu killed five Grandmasters in one go, and one of them is the Patriarch of Iron Killing Sect. He is currently ranked eighteenth in the Grandmaster Ranking." A person came to Zhao Qiu's side and said.

Many people could not help but secretly nod their heads when they saw this figure. At this moment, only he was able to speak.

This person was Elder Zhao Qiu's trusted aide, Liu Mo. He had followed Zhao Qiu since the earliest, and could be said to be the Elder of Qiushan Chamber.

Furthermore, Liu Mo was an expert at the late stage of inner strength and was the strongest amongst all the leaders.

"If you kill my son, even if it's within the top ten of the Grandmaster Ranking, I will use his head as an offering." Zhao Qiu said coldly. His eyes were filled with a cold light and a sharp killing intent that made people tremble in fear.

Liu Mo looked at Zhao Qiu and did not say anything. He knew clearly that Zhao Qiu would not let go of the grudge of killing his son.

However, he also knew that Zhao Qiu's strength was only comparable to Iron Killing Grandmaster in Iron Killing Sect. However, Mu Shaojun was a person who could fight against five people in one go and kill all five of the Grandmasters.

Against Mu Shaojun, how much chance did he have of winning?

"Please help me to go to Chaoshan and invite Brother Zhou Xuan out of the mountain." Zhao Qiu said.

Hearing this, Liu Mo was slightly stunned.

As Zhao Qiu's trusted aides, he naturally knew about Zhao Qiu's friends, but he had never seen Zhou Xuan before.

"Grandmaster Ranking 15th, Grandmaster Qing Xuan, Zhou Xuan." Liu Mo almost exclaimed when he thought of this name.

"Yes." Liu Mo said as he bowed. Then, he left for the mountains.

He had already made up his mind that the Brother Zhou Xuan that Zhao Qiu spoke of was the Cyan Mystical Grandmaster Zhou Xuan who was on the fifteenth day of the Grandmaster Ranking.

Although there were countless people with the same surname in this world, only Grandmaster Qing Xuan, Zhou Xuan, was able to make Zhao Qiu call him Brother Zhou Xuan.

Knowing that the one Zhao Qiu wanted to invite was Grandmaster Zhou Xuan of Qing Xuan, in Liu Mo's heart, Mu Shaojun was already a dead man.

So what if it's the eighteenth Grandmaster Ranking, how can it be compared to the fifteenth Grandmaster Ranking, plus Zhao Qiu, only death awaits.

"I heard that Mr. Mu has a good relationship with Ningdu and Ye Family?" Zhao Qiu spoke again, his ice-cold gaze sweeping past the crowd, causing their hearts to tremble.

"Back then, when Lei Cheng from Freshmen Nation's Crane Sect came to find Ye Family for revenge, it was this Mr. Mu who killed Lei Cheng and protected the safety of Ye Family." Someone said.

"Is that so?" Zhao Qiu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and said coldly: "Since the family that should have been annihilated, then it should have been destroyed. Pass down the message that all the people from the Qiushan Chamber in the entire Huai Hua Province must rush to my Ningdu tomorrow.

"Yes."

All the leaders replied, their hearts trembling slightly. The meaning behind Zhao Qiu's words was already very clear, as he wanted to remove the name of the number one clan in Ningdu from the world.

The various leaders retreated one after another, as if they had taken a heavy burden.

Only Zhao Qiu, Zhao Soong and the headless corpses that were killed by Zhao Qiu were left in the hall.

"Song'er, don't worry. Tomorrow, I will bring back the head of the person who killed you." Zhao Qiu looked at Zhao Soong's dead body and his body became colder and colder.

During the night, Zhao Qiu stood beside Zhao Soong's corpse. The killing intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.