Towards the end of the night, the two cars arrived at the Wild Goose Lake in JN City.
Wild Goose Lake was one of the major attractions of JN City and was usually visited by many tourists. At this time, they came to the place just in time to see the shimmering lake under the moonlight.
In the middle of the lake was a small island. It was hundreds of square meters in size and had several pavilions for people to watch the lake and fish.
Primo had two men with him and Norman had two disciples. Together with Duncan, there were seven people here.
"Mr. Ross, that man was my sworn enemy more than ten years ago, and I drove him out of JN City for more than ten years. I don't know where he learned his martial art from, but he has already killed a dozen of my men. You should be careful!"
Primo said solemnly to Norman as he walked on the only bridge leading to the island.
Hearing what he had said, Norman simply sneered.
"It’s okay. Since I dare open a martial arts school in JN City, I naturally have some strength. He may also be a martial artist, but in front of me, he is simply not enough to be feared!"
Hearing this, Duncan also glanced towards Norman.
Norman was not weak at all. He had already mastered a hint of the inner strength and was considered to be a martial artist who had entered the realm.
However, since he dared to follow Primo here so boldly, he probably had something to fall back on.
But Duncan didn't care. He was hired by Primo anyway, and no matter how things turned out, he would definitely get his money.
He didn't want to be the first one to do it, since someone else wanted to strike the first blow.
It wasn't long before the group of seven had walked inside the island.
"Primo, I didn't expect you to really dare to come!"
At that moment, a deep, steady roar suddenly came.
The crowd immediately looked back and saw a man in his thirties or forties standing over in the pavilion not far away.
He was wearing a tight-fitting samurai suit and had a heavy, brutal-looking face, with a scar on it that looked as ghastly as a centipede coiled around it.
"Morton, do you really want to dwell on the feud of more than ten years ago? I respect you as a gentleman, why don't we make up and achieve something great in JN City together?"
Primo took a deep breath and couldn't help but speak in response.
In the past few days, he had been overwhelmed by Morton. Even with all his tricks, he was having trouble catching him.
This made Primo know that Morton was no ordinary man, so he did not want to make an enemy of him.
The man named Morton sneered and stomp, then he leaped off the pavilion and landed on the ground as if he were a falling leaf.
With his hands behind his back, he stepped forward as if he were walking idly.
"It is not impossible for you to settle the grudge with me. We'll talk when you've crippled one of your hands and let me leave a cut on your face."
Primo's face sank, "So there is no more to talk about?"
"Hump, you'll have to die here tonight!"
Morton grunted heavily, and a grim chill flashed across his eyes.
Primo said no more, and shifted his eyes to Norman, "Mr. Ross, I'm counting on you for everything."
"It's just a small matter!"
Norman shrugged. He had just observed Morton and found that his aura was indeed strong, but he wasn't intimidated.
"Walter, you go up and try him out."
As he finished speaking, a young man leaped up at once and clasped his fist at Morton, "Walter from the Donsen Martial Club, please."
Seeing Walter come out, Morton glanced at him and then sneered, "You're just a nobody. How dare you come up here to provoke me? Since you want to follow the rules of the martial arts world, I'll play along with you and leave you a whole body!"
"How dare you underestimate me?"
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