Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 874

"Thank you, Father, for granting me this opportunity!" Wei Qilin took a deep breath as if he had been given a second chance at life.

Although Wei Zhongxian was displeased, he still muttered, "Father is wise."

"You may all rise."

Wei Zhongxian nodded lightly and looked at the two men, saying, "I know you two brothers are proud and refuse to admit defeat. There has always been internal strife within the Martial Arts Alliance. I have allowed this because those who aspire to achieve great things must be ruthless. To reach my position, one must even forsake their own family. But now, I hope you can unite and face our enemies together."

Wei Zhongxian sneered, "Chu Feng, this ignorant young man, has been trampling over the Martial Arts Alliance. If we don't teach him a lesson, people will think that the Martial Arts Alliance is weak. He wants to arrest me during our Martial Arts Alliance anniversary celebration. Well, our family will be waiting for him. I want to see if he can capture me!"

Wei Zhongxian waved his hand, displaying an arrogance and ambition that looked down upon the heroes of the world.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to create the legend of the Martial Arts Alliance, with millions of disciples, in just over a decade as a eunuch!

Behind him, Wei Qilin and Wei Zhongxian were also filled with enthusiasm and were inspired by his words.

Wei Qilin bowed and said, "Father, the four Grandmasters of the Martial Arts Alliance have already returned overnight and are ready. One thousand elite Martial Arts Alliance members, each an expert in hidden power, are gathering!"

The four Grandmasters of the Martial Arts Alliance were all grandmaster-level experts. They had followed Wei Zhongxian in battles across the country and had made significant contributions to the establishment of the Martial Arts Alliance. They were invincible.

Four grandmasters followed with ten thousand experts in hidden power. In any country, this would be an unstoppable force!

Wei Zhongxian nodded slightly, his confidence growing.

Chu Feng deluded himself into thinking he could dismantle the entire conglomerate of the powerful and wealthy and break the rules that had been followed for three hundred years.

How absurd, how laughable!

Wei Zhenlin raised his head arrogantly, full of conceit. "If Chu Feng dares to come, this time next year will be his death anniversary!"

He eagerly anticipated it, licking his lips in excitement.

To behead the God of War of a country under his horse, just thinking about it makes one's blood boil and excitement soar.

"On that day, you must come."