Lord Of Martial Arts

It had taken them several hours before they could calm down. The patriarch and the senior members of the Red Demon Can were once again gathered together. Although the tragedy had plunged them into anguish, they couldn't dwell on it for now. They needed to find out what had happened first and who had slaughtered their young talents.

The patriarch of the Red Demon Clan sat at the head of the table, his eyes closed in grief.

Another long silence ensued.

"Damn it! We forgot Wilfred! Go and find him!"

exclaimed an old man with white hair. He had his eyes closed at first, but suddenly gasped out a name that belatedly came to his mind.

Wilfred was a former patriarch who had held the position before Sherman. He served as the patriarch of the Red Demon Clan for only half a year, but an accident occurred during his cultivation, which disabled all his meridians. He had no hope of recovery. The incident was a gr

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ey couldn't understand what Darren was trying to tell them. Some of their tempers flared up, and they couldn't help but vent their frustration on Darren.

"Boy, what the hell are you talking about? Someone get this brat out!"

Only a few people knew of Darren's extraordinary talent. The other senior members of the Red Demon Clan were ignorant of what he could do, and they began to treat him with disdain.

"Fine. I'm leaving."

Since they wanted to drive him away, Darren wouldn't dare to overstay his welcome. So, he immediately cupped his hands and prepared to leave.

"Alex!"

Before he could go, an elder cried out for him to stop.

"Please don't leave. The others will wait here while you come with us. No one is allowed to leave without permission, including our patriarch!"

The truth was, several elders had a secret discussion a few seconds ago and they had made a guess that shocked all of them.