"I don't care who you are, but you will apologize to the Evil Emperor immediately." Tang Qiuling’s expression was cold; she gave neither Fang Pan nor Ding Lin the slightest shred of face.
As a student of the Cinnabar Force Master Fu Wei, Tang Qiuling knew the state of the domestic martial arts scene like the back of her hand. By the time she was a child, the orthodox martial arts of China had already fallen into decline. Organizations like Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei had long since transformed into commercial entities, running themselves like businesses. As a martial arts fanatic, Tang Qiuling held this in utter contempt.
Hearing Ding Lin announce his background only made her even less inclined to show them any courtesy.
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