"According to the regulations of the organization, your contribution points indeed merit us helping you out for once." The old man's expression was dry as he nodded slowly. "However, do tell us what this is all about."
A look of helplessness crept onto Pang Yuanjun's face when he heard this.
"Come to think of it, the circumstances are quite peculiar. I was laying siege to the Feng Family Villa and victory was right within my reach. Suddenly, a young man came out of nowhere, held me down, and spouted a bunch of nonsense to me. This young man resembled my son, Pang Sicheng. I initially intended to chase him away and get on with it, but after a few exchanges, I noticed that he was terrifyingly powerful. I'm sure he's no weaker than the three great sect masters!"