"Wuji Sect's Chen Pingping, come out and face your death!"
"That's right, come out and face your death!"
"A descendant of a criminal who walked out of a prison dares to dream of establishing a sect in the Southern Diaspora?"
"Dream on!"
"Kill him!"
"Let's strike together!" Over a hundred Lords were all raging, bristling with murderous intent.
Chen Pingping's clone wiped off a bead of cold sweat and gave a forced smile. "It's a misunderstanding. This is all a misunderstanding."
"Don't listen, just kill him!"
As the words ended, the punitive expedition advanced in unison. They had yet to step into the City of Extinction, but the murderous aura had already permeated the area.
"Wait! My lords, please allow me to explain," Chen Pingping's clone cried out in alarm. "The bastard who looted you all is indeed a disciple of my Wuji Sect, but… that was in the past. He was expelled from the sect over a year ago, really."
