C728 Fierce Devil Sect Yin Zheng

An elderly man with a stern visage, flanked by four or five weapon-wielding martial artists, strode into the factory with a formidable air.

The mood inside the workshop plummeted to an icy chill. All the carving artisans scrambled to their feet and scurried to the corners, anxiously awaiting the resolution of the impending clash.

It wasn't long before the grim-faced elder, Yin Jiu