Hua City.

Spice Ginger's office.

The office, which was originally quite spacious, was now crowded, and these people were all clan leaders or representatives from the Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts families.

They had come this time to seek Hao Jian's help in resolving the crisis.

But they did not know Hao Jian's true whereabouts, only an address, so after some discussion, a large group decided to come here.

Fortunately, Spice Ginger had already contacted Hao Jian by phone for them, so they just waited here.

Two hours later.

"Creak!" The door opened.

Hao Jian entered with the Prophet.

The group of people who had been seated all suddenly stood up, and without Hao Jian having to say anything, they had already guessed his identity.

Hao Jian casually found a chair and sat down.

One of the clan leaders from the Ancient Martial Arts families immediately approached and said, "You must be Hao Jian, Young Master Hao."

"What's up?" Hao Jian replied.

The first speaker was Yuan Xinzhi, the clan leader of the Yuan Family, considered to be one of the more respected leaders among those present, so he spoke to Hao Jian on behalf of the group.

But before Yuan Xinzhi could speak, someone interrupted him.

"Hmph! Him? Are you sure he can help us stop the invasion by the Mercenary Alliance?" The speaker was a young man whose tone was extremely dismissive.

This young man was also a member of an Ancient Martial Arts family, named Zhu Xin. The Zhu Family was quite influential in the Ancient Martial Arts World, so they only sent Zhu Xin as a representative; the clan leader did not come.

But no matter how strong the Zhu Family is, you can't speak like that, especially right to someone's face.

The group came seeking free aid, yet before things even began, they were already questioning the person's abilities, which seemed extremely rude.

Yuan Xinzhi's expression changed instantly; as one of the older generation, he was known for being the most composed.

He was quite annoyed that the Zhu Family simply sent such an arrogant young man, but annoyance aside, some things were beyond his control.

Yuan Xinzhi's eyebrows twitched a few times and said, "Zhu Xin, don't be rude."

Hao Jian's expression also became subtly wary. From the start, he'd noticed that when everyone else stood upon seeing him, Zhu Xin remained seated with his legs crossed, so his attention was already drawn to Zhu Xin.

Zhu Xin stood up and said to Yuan Xinzhi, "I say, Clan Leader Yuan, how can you be sure he really has the strength to deal with those people? If he can't, won't we have wasted our efforts, and played the fool in front of everyone?"

Yuan Xinzhi had no response to this.

At the same time, other clan leaders who had come along began to harbor some doubts.

Indeed, we've heard about his great strength, but no one has personally seen him in action. Is he really as formidable as they say, or is it just talk?

If he turns out to be less than reputed, wouldn't we have embarrassed ourselves and been played like fools?

However, these elder clan leaders were experienced and cunning; they wouldn't express their emotions openly like Zhu Xin. Although they thought similarly, their faces showed anger at Zhu Xin's words.

The Prophet wanted to speak upon hearing this, but Hao Jian held out his hand to stop him.

Hao Jian casually gestured to Jiang Long behind him.

Some matters were minor and didn't require his personal action. If he had to solve minor issues himself, it would be beneath him.

Therefore, such matters were best left for Jiang Long and the others to handle.

Jiang Long had long disliked Zhu Xin, and upon receiving Hao Jian's command, he flexed his muscles with cracking sounds, then walked straight towards Zhu Xin.

The eyes of all the clan leaders were fixed on Jiang Long.

Zhu Xin looked on dismissively, thinking these people were nothing special, hence his earlier comments.

But when Jiang Long grabbed his right hand, Zhu Xin's expression subtly changed.

What's going on? Why is his grip so strong? I have no power to shake him.

Without much time to think, in the next instant, Jiang Long lifted him up.

"Put me down!" Zhu Xin struggled and said.

Jiang Long looked at Hao Jian, seeking his opinion.

Hao Jian glanced out the window.

Jiang Long understood Hao Jian's intentions and headed towards the window with Zhu Xin in tow.

Seeing this, Zhu Xin finally felt fear and hurriedly said, "Put me down! Otherwise, my Zhu family will make you pay!"

At this moment, none of the clan leaders pleaded with Hao Jian; they all just watched Jiang Long carrying Zhu Xin.

It was just that he was young and inexperienced, not knowing how to speak according to the occasion, full of hostility, and it's his own fault for running into a hard wall.

Jiang Long, without hesitation, stepped outside the window and threw Zhu Xin down.

The office area of Spice Ginger was also in a villa area, so the floors weren't high, only about four or five stories. Therefore, for the ancient martial arts families, throwing someone from four or five stories down would not lead to immediate death.

Death was unlikely, but for about a year, he would be bedridden. None of the clan leaders spoke, thinking this was a small lesson for this young boy who didn't understand his limits.

Zhu Xin, thrown by Jiang Long, lay on the ground, unable to speak from the pain.

The people who came with Zhu Xin from the Zhu family looked angry when they saw Zhu Xin being thrown down. They picked him up, put him in the car, and immediately drove to the hospital.

Meanwhile, the clan leaders upstairs, through this little incident, had already recognized Hao Jian's strength.

The strength of even a little guard by his side was so formidable, so his own strength must be beyond doubt.

It seemed what was said wasn't false; it should be true.

At this point, they corrected their attitude, really intending to seek Hao Jian's help seriously.

Yuan Xinzhi walked up to Hao Jian and said, "Young Master Hao, I ask for your indulgence."

Hao Jian sneered; they came seeking his help yet still donned a look of disbelief. Had it been Hao Jian in his past temperament, he would surely have given them a beating and then left.

But considering he was now Huaxia's strongest, and carrying the responsibility that came with being Huaxia's strongest, he decided not to fuss over them anymore.

Hao Jian said, "Let's skip the courteous talk. Just briefly and clearly tell me the current situation."

Seeing that Hao Jian was willing to help, Yuan Xinzhi's face lit up with joy.

Yuan Xinzhi explained, "The leader of the Mercenary Alliance is called Kazan. Although they have only invaded Huaxia a few days ago, many families in the ancient martial arts world have already suffered at their hands. We've lost about a third of the ancient martial arts families so far, including some considerably powerful ones, but most are small families."

"However, given the current trend and development speed, even if there are many small ancient martial arts families, they can't withstand such a blow. If we don't fight back soon, it won't be long before all of Huaxia's ancient martial arts families are wiped out." Yuan Xinzhi continued.

Hao Jian wore a serious expression, having heard from the Prophet before that these people came menacingly, and now it seemed they not only came menacingly but were also well-prepared.

"However." Yuan Xinzhi paused and continued, "Today they have ceased their actions but set up an arena in X City to challenge our martial artists. We, just a portion of us, thought asking for your intervention is the best strategy, so we came to seek your help, while another portion went to the arena."

Hao Jian, after hearing this, roughly understood the situation. However, he speculated that Huaxia's ancient martial arts world had integrated into modern society for so long that they likely gave up cultivating ancient martial arts, and those martial artists might not be that strong.

The Mercenary Alliance from the dark world was different. Hao Jian had previously been there and knew the situation well.

The people from the Mercenary Alliance practically lived through life-and-death situations daily, with rich combat experience and continuous training.

So, how could those martial artists possibly be a match for the Mercenary Alliance people?

Hao Jian thought this was beyond doubt.

Subsequently, Hao Jian asked Spice Ginger to give a contact to Yuan Xinzhi and the others, and expressed his willingness to intervene.

The people from various families were relieved and all expressed their gratitude to Hao Jian.

Hao Jian, not wanting to waste words with them, let them leave.

Afterwards, Hao Jian sat in Spice Ginger's office, with Spice Ginger, Jiang Long, and the Prophet standing nearby.

The Prophet asked Hao Jian, "Since you agreed to intervene, what are your next plans?"

Hao Jian paused, then said, "Since there's an arena challenge, let's go challenge it. After all, although those martial artists are trash, they represent Huaxia. If they lose, Huaxia would lose face. We can't let Huaxia lose face."

Spice Ginger concurred, saying yes.

Then Hao Jian instructed Spice Ginger to gather all the brothers on missions, as those matters weren't important compared to monitoring the Mercenary Alliance's movements.

Hao Jian wanted Spice Ginger to deploy these brothers around the various families to monitor their movements, and to report immediately at any sign of activity from the Mercenary Alliance.

Instead of searching the world for them, it was better to sit and wait for them to walk into the trap. This was Hao Jian's current thought and tactic.

The Prophet found it acceptable, and Spice Ginger went out to carry out Hao Jian's orders.

As for Jiang Long, Hao Jian had his own arrangements.

Jiang Long was somewhat capable, but Hao Jian didn't plan to use him against the Mercenary Alliance.

Since Kazan of the Mercenary Alliance knew to invade Huaxia, it's likely they also know about Shu Ya and the others.