Demonic Curse Software
Editor: Henyee Translations
Balance Magic Dojo was facing an unprecedented business crisis.
It could be said that there was no turning back Liang Heng's situation now. Tiger Liang was wrapped up like a dumpling when he was brought back, but fortunately he was still clear-headed. The three young masters hadn't been overly rough with him, and hadn't directly damaged his brain… But Liang Heng thought his own brain was about to break down!
"Chen Yi! This isn't over!" Liang Heng gripped Tiger Liang's hand tightly. Tiger Liang's injuries were severe and he couldn't even talk, but Liang Heng knew that it would be useless to take it to the Cultivation Court.
The three sect leaders had already sent lawyer letters to his Balance Magic Center. Right now, the only thing he could do was admit defeat – he didn't seem to have any other choice.
At the moment, there was the sound of knocking outside the center.
When Liang Heng opened the door, he was startled to see who it was.