"Fufufu! Looks like the time has finally come. That sick bastard is finally dead. I have been waiting thirty years for this day." an old, sinister voice could be heard.
It was a dark hall. It was always dark halls that these people loved.
It was just a shadow on a throne, and a shadow in front of him.
"Yes, master. It is finally over. Tian Long is dead. The Ancient Portal is finally for the taking. We must seize this moment while we can." the shadow in front of the throne nodded.
"Well then, what are we waiting for? Bring everyone together. Today is the day that the Zen family will finally come out of the shadows." the old voice said.
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Handu,
"This is wonderful news! After three hundred years, for the first time, we have a chance to reclaim what is ours!" this time, the hall was lit up.