The mad old man didn't turn around. "Junior, is there something you need?"
Seeing that he was so arrogant, he even addressed Hai Dongyang, the patriarch of the Hai family, as "junior?"
"Arrogant!" Hai Dongyang was furious. He flashed in front of the mad old man, drew his saber, and pointed it at him.
"Did you kill my nephew Hai Qian?"
The mad old man didn't even bother to think. "I've killed countless people in my life. What does it matter if I did or not?"
Hai Dongyang paused, then asked again, "Let me ask you again, at the inn not far ahead, did you kill the young man in white?"
The mad old man recalled, "Oh? That good-for-nothing? I killed him."
Hai Dongyang was enraged! "Take your life!"
His swift saber struck, aiming directly for the mad old man's head!
The mad old man didn't dodge. He merely used one fist and slammed it towards the saber's tip!
The great saber shattered into pieces. A cry of "Ah~!" was heard as Hai Dongyang's arm, which held the saber, was also shattered!
"Father! ... Father! ..." Hai Mianyi and Hai Mi'er rushed to support Hai Dongyang.
Ming Zhitian inwardly marveled, "Even someone in the late stage of the Beidou Divine Ability is no match for this strange old man's single blow?"
Hai Dongyang's face was covered in cold sweat. He looked at the mad old man in shock. "Fist of the Swung Style... You are the Mad Old Man Xie Yang?!"
The mad old man laughed heartily. "Indeed. To think someone recognizes me. Then... I'll give you a quick end."
With that, the mad old man dropped the two chains in his hand and threw a punch at Hai Dongyang, who was clutching his broken arm!
At the critical moment, Hai Mianyi drew her Biling Sword to block the blow. However, her cultivation was too shallow. She was sent flying back with a single strike, retreating rapidly and spitting out a mouthful of blood onto the desert.
The mad old man's eyes lit up. "A good sword. And two good young girls. They'll be suitable as companion medicine for my two medicine people."
Seeing this, the four family disciples, though their legs trembled, were not afraid of death. Seeing this as an opportunity to please the eldest and second young ladies, Hai Mianyi and Hai Mi'er, they all stood up indignantly, blocking in front of them.
"Protect the Patriarch as he retreats!"
Hai Mianyi, enduring her internal injuries, raised the Biling Sword to block, covering Hai Mi'er and Hai Dongyang, who were being supported by Hai Yixiao, as they retreated. "Father, hurry!"
The four family disciples blocking the mad old man's path hadn't even exerted their strength before they were killed by a punch from left to right by the mad old man. "Ants!"
At this time, Ming Zhitian was still contemplating an escape, but after witnessing this scene, he and Ao Zihua exchanged glances and completely abandoned the thought.
The mad old man blocked the path of Hai Dongyang and the other three. "Leaving in such a hurry? Stay."
Hai Mianyi pointed her sword at the mad old man. "Father, you go first."
Hai Yixiao drew his sword and stepped forward, saying, "Mianyi, if we go, we go together."
Hai Dongyang was startled. "Yixiao, come back! It's like this, why are you still being a hero!"
It was understandable. Hai Yixiao was his lifeline. Hai Qian was dead, and he was undoubtedly the next patriarch.
As the mad old man was about to make a move, Hai Dongyang preempted him, kneeling down with a "clank," his knees hitting the ground before the mad old man.
"This junior is foolish. We didn't know you were the renowned Mad Old Man. We have no enmity with you, nor you with us. You killed my Hai family's direct descendant beforehand, but we will let bygones be bygones. We beg you to show mercy and let us go. My Hai family will be eternally grateful."
The mad old man snorted. "I killed him, so I killed him. What, do you think you still have the right to negotiate?"
Hai Dongyang quickly kowtowed and admitted his mistake, regardless of the blood gushing from his broken arm like a spring. "It is all my fault, senior. If you continue to pursue this, my Hai family will spare no expense and use all our resources to retaliate against you. You don't want to attract unnecessary trouble, do you? Please reconsider, senior!"
The mad old man thought for a moment. "Hmm... that makes sense. I have other matters to attend to and truly do not wish for a swarm of flies to disturb me. Alright..."
Hearing these words, Hai Dongyang immediately forgot his pain. The heavy burden he had painstakingly carried in his heart finally relaxed.
But the mad old man's next words made him hesitate. "Leave the two girls. You two can go."
"This! ......" Hai Yixiao could not accept it. Hai Mianyi, whom he liked, was to be left behind.