"Are you not afraid of death?"
People around whispered in secrecy.
At this moment, Wang Anfeng finally confirmed that this person in front of him wasn't someone he lured out, but rather originated from the patrol guard he had rescued initially.
He never expected that this person, though a martial artist of middle third rank, could be so petty and domineering, believing that those poisoned by his disciples should just await death?
What's more, the one poisoned was an Iron Guard; it was truly unimaginable within Great Qin.
But upon noticing the spectacle, he paused and instantly understood that this was probably the Tian Qing Elder's plan to establish his authority, picking an easy target to stomp on hard and gain some fame, intending to bargain, thus coincidentally coming to find him.
At this moment, a woman beside the elder spoke crisply:
"The Sect Leader doesn't mean to make things difficult for you."
