Tang Huan was shocked, he rushed to the front of the smithy, only to find the door of the shop had shattered and fallen to the ground. A seventeen to eighteen year old black-robed youth walked in, a sword hung by his waist, his body tall and straight.

　　Beside him were three other youths, who were impressively Tang Hong, Tang Jiang and Tang Junjie, aggressively.

　　"Tang Chao?"

　　Tang Huan frowned at first, but there was an extra look of seriousness in his eyes.

　　He was only one year older than Tang Chao, but his talent was much better than his. It was said that he had already opened up the sixth meridian a a while ago and advanced to the second stage of Martial Disciples. Furthermore, Tang Chao had always been hardworking in cultivation, so his strength was far beyond a playboy like Tang Hong.

　　But even so, Tang Huan was not afraid in the slightest.

　　In a blink of an eye, Tang Huan shot a glance at Tang Hong and the other two as a mocking smile surfaced on his face. Tang Hong, how did it feel last time?

　　With that, Tang Huan stepped forward quickly, ready to make his move.

　　Tang Hong, Tang Jiang and Tang Junjie's expressions changed as they subconsciously retreated.

　　"Humph!"

　　Seeing this, the youth in black called Tang Chao couldn't help but let out a snort.

　　Tang Hong and the other two came to their senses, immediately stopping in their tracks. Their faces immediately flushed red and felt like they were on fire. Tang Hong roared out in anger: "Tang Huan, don't be arrogant. Last time, I was just careless.

　　With a clang, Tang Hong took out his sword and pounced towards Tang Huan.

　　"Bring it on!"

　　Tang Huan laughed and took out a sword from the weapon rack.

　　The moment the sword appeared in his hands, Tang Huan's entire aura changed greatly, like a dragon that was hiding in the abyss, as if it could cause monstrous waves at any time.

　　Tang Hong's hair was standing on end and his expression was unsettled.

　　Even though he didn't want to admit it, the tragedy that day had already left a shadow on him. Facing Tang Huan, the bottom of his heart couldn't help but feel fear.

　　"Little Hong, step down!" At this point, Tang Chao took a step forward and growled.

　　"Yes, second brother."

　　Tang Hong glared at Tang Huan fiercely, he looked extremely unwilling, but the sword in his hand was quickly sheathed back into the sheath, as though he had been relieved of a heavy burden.

　　"Tang Huan, although this little brother of mine is not that good, it's not up to a b.a.s.t.a.r.d like you to teach him a lesson!"

　　Tang Chao stared at Tang Huan as he shouted coldly. He looked proud, but his eyes revealed a sense of ridicule and disdain.