Xia Liu understood, and stood up in the silent atmosphere.
He then walked toward the edge of the city wall.
Everyone's eyes were focused on him.
"You two, are you sure you want to become the enemy's lapdogs, turning against the White Moon Kingdom cultivators?"
Xia Liu's voice was not loud, but it was clear to all the demon cultivators in the city.
"Haha! Who is it, turns out to be you, this waste!"
Confirmed it was Xia Liu speaking, Zhan Wushuang laughed out loud.
He is not even qualified to comment on himself and his honored master!
"Waste? From the beginning until now, you really like this word, don't you?"
Looking at Zhan Wushuang like a fool, Xia Liu could hardly resist the urge to kill him instantly.
But that felt too cheap for him.
"Waste is waste, I am now determined to kill White Moon Kingdom cultivators, how about it? Come and kill me then!"
Zhan Wushuang continued to jump around as he spoke.
