About twenty minutes later, Lin Dong returned to the hotel with Qingye Piaoxue.
At this moment, the Qingye Clan was in complete disarray.
The remaining martial artists were just stabilizing their frightened souls.
"Has that ferocious demon finally left? How many of us did this demon actually kill!"
"The scene today will likely leave a heart devil in my mind. Whenever I think of Dragon Country's Master Lin, I will recall today's tragic state."
"After today, the Qingye Clan has lost much of its strength. Even if the clan chief comes back and kills that Master Lin from Dragon Country, it will take at least thirty years to restore the clan to its former glory!"
"This Master Lin from Dragon Country just took one hour to set back our Qingye Clan by thirty years."
"..."
The survivors of the Qingye Clan all wailed in grief.
Many people's relatives were slaughtered today.
Many cried bitterly, wanting to curse Lin Dong, but the words were swallowed back at the last moment.
