"Mr. Moore, that hunchbacked old man looks like he's reached the level of a senior grandmaster," one of the Hidden Dragons experts whispered.

"No, not just senior grandmaster—he's probably at the peak, capable of taking lives with a mere flick of his finger!"

"Hah, Moonlit Apothecary is in big trouble now. I've been saying that Andrew can't go around making enemies without someone eventually coming to settle the score."

The Hidden Dragons experts exchanged smug glances, their eyes gleaming