The culprit, Ma Qin.
Duan Ling Tian could imagine that if it wasn’t for him having Xiong Quan by his side, then today, he and the two girls by his side would surely be dead.
So as far as Duan Ling Tian was concerned, regardless of how the Ma Clan’s compensation was….Ma Qin must die!
And at almost the exact same moment that Ma Qin pleaded for mercy, a blue afterimage flashed past him with a speed like wind, as if it was a ghost.
Bang!
The blue-clothed old man, one of the Ma Clan’s Supreme Elders, attacked out in rage, blasting Ma Qin to death with a single palm strike.
The blue-clothed old man looked at Duan Ling Tian and slowly said, "Even if guest hadn’t said anything, our Ma Clan would not allow one who brings disgrace to the clan like this to continue living."
"Then….Let’s talk about the compensation." The corners of Duan Ling Tian’s mouth curled into a smile, and his gaze swept past the figures of the four old men, causing the old men to feel depressed and helpless.