Hei Xiong had managed to rise to power in Tengchong and stand firm despite numerous powerful enemies, all thanks to a mysterious expert.
Behind the small farmhouse lay a green mountain, a flowing river, creating a serene and tranquil landscape.
On the hillside stood a man dressed in a black Martial Arts uniform, his back to the viewer, gazing into the distance.
From the back, he appeared tall and burly, standing there like a pillar supporting the heavens, invoking a sense of insurmountable awe.
"Mr. Hong."
Hei Xiong, accompanied by Black Panther, stood behind the man, immediately bending over with cupped hands, respectfully calling out.
Black Panther felt an indescribable nervousness standing beside him, his skin prickling as if a mouse had seen a cat.
The man turned his head, revealing a square face with a beard, seemingly in his early forties. His temples bulged, and though he stood casually, he exuded an overwhelming pressure.
