633 You Understand (2/2)

Qian Jin looked at the ground and thought, ”It feels similar to what I experienced a while ago. Although Fanta Kunsa is still alive, Fanta Kunge can do nothing but watch his big brother gradually pass away. What about me? It wasn't much different that day. I couldn't do anything and only watched as Uncle Fabreidis battled until his death.”

”Be on the lookout for Warrior Hall; you can't underestimate its strength. Although the people there aren't as powerful as you in some aspects, they…”

Fanta Rum's voice sounded outside the courtyard, and Qian Jin understood this old family leader's meaning. Warrior Hall had been around for many years, and almost all the talented ordinary warriors joined this organization. After years of training, even though this force might not have saint warriors, they had more than a few peak soul-power warriors.

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The bright sunlight shined on the ground that was covered in new snow, and the light was reflected by the snow, making people feel a little warm.

Warrior Hall, the holy land in many ordinary warriors' hearts, didn't have any magnificent buildings. The houses made with stacked green stones scattered on a giant mountain, looking like a small village. Not many people knew that this was Warrior Hall.

In a courtyard that wasn't big, two white-haired old men were sitting in rocking chairs and enjoy the sunshine. With their eyes half-closed, they looked at the radiant sun.

”A warrior who killed Linguan Skylan. Even if he isn't a saint warrior, he is the peak amongst peak soul-power warriors.” The old man with long white hair suddenly opened his dry, tree-bark-like lips and said in his high-pitch tone, ”Brother Salafer, what do you think about this kid's suggestion?”

The old man with short white hair looked at the middle-aged man who was kneeling in the snow with his squinted eyes, and he said, ”Betu, perhaps this is the last thing that we can do for you. I hope that you can properly manage Warrior Hall. Ordinary warriors can't surpass bloodline warriors, and we can only shine the most when we are supporting them.”

”Yes, Teacher. I will forever remember your words.”

Betu kneeled in the snow and lowered his head even further. He knew that just by asking these seniors who retired from Warrior Hall to go and assassinate Qian Jin, it might make these treasures that couldn't be mimicked disappear forever.

However, there was no way around it. Qian Jin killed Linguan Skylan, and his fame was rising every day. Besides, his influence was huge, and he dared to fight Ling Donglai of Warrior Hall in public. Most importantly, he started to fight with the Qian Family, one of the three ultimate bloodline families in the Zence Empire, in terms of ideology.

The ultimate bloodline families could represent all bloodline warriors in a sense, and Qian Jin's fight with them would move many warriors who were passionate but didn't understand the bigger picture. It would cause the Zence Empire to be internally divided.

At the same time, the reputation of Warrior Hall would be significantly impacted. Many ordinary warriors would complain that this organization chose the path of supporting bloodline warriors.

If this situation continued, Qian Jin was going to be another main flag in the minds of ordinary warriors, and he might become the second Fanta Family. If that happened, Warrior Hall's reputation would drop further, and it wouldn't be the holy land in many ordinary warriors' minds.

To maintain Warrior Hall's supreme status, Betu believed that killing Qian Jin was the only way to make ordinary warriors work together and serve the bloodline warriors, obtaining ultimate victory.

”However, the two of us might not be enough.” Short-haired Salafer looked at the long-haired old man and said, ”Vinoka, should we find others?”

”Of course.” Long-haired Vinoka slowly rocked in his chair and said, ”Qian Jin is young, and his stamina and spirit are both in his prime. Also, he just killed Linguan Skylan, and his momentum is at its highest. We are old people who are on the verge of death… hehe…”

Betu's head lowered even more. These two old warriors were both more than 130 years old, and their bodies weren't in their primes anymore. Even their warrior souls started to weaken as their bodies aged, and the warrior souls weren't at the peak anymore.

Betu, the leader of Warrior Hall, felt ashamed and didn't want to look at them in the eyes as he asked them to battle.

However, only these old people could potentially kill Qian Jin. They had the extensive experience that others didn't have, and they had the iron-will and spirits that others didn't possess.

Secret execution was different from public duel; shady tactics such as sneak-attack could be used. All that was needed was a peak-level strike. Betu knew that he couldn't do it; these old people could unleash attacks that were on the level of half-saint.

”Betu, go and talk to Saladin and others.” Vinoka slowly raised his hand as if he were about to die at any moment, and he said, ”Tell them that we want us to gather together and put in the last bit of effort for Warrior Hall.”

Betu quietly exited the courtyard and heaved a powerless sigh. If a talented warrior like Qian Jin could join Warrior Hall, it would improve the organization's reputation. However, that young man wanted to go against Qian Zhanxuan.

Now, Qian Zhanxuan already sent someone here, asking Warrior Hall to kill Qian Jin. He promised to gift Warrior Hall many fighting techniques that ordinary warriors could use; those were the treasures that Qian Family collected for a long time.

Right now, the main force controlling Warrior Hall were the people who believed that ordinary warriors should serve bloodline warriors due to Fabreidis' death. Also, this organization was afraid that Qian Zhanxuan would come to them and cause trouble with the excuse that Fabreidis challenged the honor of the Qian Family.

Although he knew that Qian Zhanxuan wouldn't do that, Betu still didn't want Warrior Hall to be negatively impacted by Fabreidis' death. After all, Fabreidis married a demon girl back then, bringing shame and staining the honor and purity of Warrior Hall.

”If ordinary warriors learn about this, how will they look at Warrior Hall?” Betu was afraid just thinking about it. In all these years, Warrior Hall wanted to become the real belief in ordinary warriors' minds, becoming a religion of its own.