After saying this, Ling Chen couldn't help but ponder. How could the Xing Family have something like the Shen Beast and be willing to use it against him?
"Little Grey!"
Just as Ling Chen was contemplating, a piercing scream suddenly came from outside the inn.
Ling Chen followed the sound and saw beside the Shen Beast, there appeared a middle-aged man in black holding the corpse of the Shen Beast, mourning as if he had lost a parent.
The man hoped to rescue it, but alas, that Shen Beast wasn't a human Saint. Ling Chen had already pierced its vital point with a sword, ensuring it was unquestionably dead and beyond saving.
"You're courting death!"
After his fruitless attempts, the middle-aged man in black set down the beast's corpse and looked at Ling Chen with murderous intent.
The identity of the man in black was none other than Xing Wu Fa's junior brother, Jueying Zhenren.
