"Indeed, fists are still needed!"
Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed into slits, a cold light flashing across them.
He had long thought of those accustomed to being high above, like Fa Kong who fully controlled Shaolin Temple, definitely not willing to let a newly emerged ancestor surpass them.
But...
Even Xiao Yi did not expect that the reaction from Fa Kong and the others would be so intense.
It's not just about refusing to acknowledge his identity.
It's more about wanting to coerce out the legacy of the Supreme Shakya from him while also erasing him to prevent future trouble!
This can already be called betraying and annihilating one's ancestors!
"Boy, how dare you pretend to be a descendant of our Shaolin ancestors, what is your true intention?"
"If you are sensible, hand over all the Shaolin Temple's secret techniques you've stealthily learned, then surrender; just confess honestly about the secret techniques you've learned, and you may still be spared..."
