The Snow King was setting up his scheme, planning to cut down the Wuji Sect lineage. Maybe… his next move would be even bigger.
A lot of people had realized this problem.
If a powerhouse of the Wuji Sect really showed up, then… it wouldn't be anything good.
Wen Qingshan's expression was stiff, anger flickering in his pupils. Fuck, that bastard who deserved a thousand cuts actually dared to use him, and that back-stabber from just now too.
He swept a glance toward the direction Liu Changqing had fled from. Over there, there was still a group of people, all from the Human Clan.
Old sly coin.
Wen Qingshan ground his teeth.
"Kid, what you said just now, was it true?" Liu Changqing lowered his voice, his face extremely grim.
"..."
The situation was terrible. Right now, even if they knew this was the Snow King's setup to kill the Wuji Sect powerhouse…
But the only ones who could save them… were also the Wuji Sect.
