Chapter 81: Breaking Through

"Dad, Phillip Hankins still couldn't get past this hurdle!" On a high ridge in Betelnut Valley, a middle-aged man in casual clothes watched the ferocious clash ahead. He cut a sidelong glance at the silver-haired elder beside him and let a pleased smile slip. The old patriarch wore a Zhongshan suit. His hair was all silver, his years deep. His clouded, penetrating eyes stayed on the distant battlefield. "Enough. I thought highly of him. If he could weather this tribulation, our Balam family would...