"However, you surely underestimate me too much?"
"In this move against me, you dare not go all out, how could I not take something from you?"
That thing could be the Human Skin Mask or even a life.
"Pei Jingyuan, do you have anything else to say?"
The Black clothed Swordsman took a step forward, gazed at Pei Jingyuan, and took a deep breath:
"I respected you like a father, yet you betrayed me like this.
"So be it...
"The massacre at Da Kong Valley years ago was indeed related to you.
"Today, should you not give me an explanation?"
Pei Jingyuan is probably over forty years old this year.
Just now, when the mask was removed, this Jinxiu Gentleman showed some signs of aging.
He turned a deaf ear to the Black clothed Swordsman's words and just gazed at Su Mo:
"Who exactly are you?"
The arrival of this person was bizarre, as there was highly skilled personnel accompanying him from Imperial Dao; a random young man could display such extraordinary martial arts.
