"Does it matter who I am?"
Listening to Qiu Tianrui's words, the middle-aged man's mouth slightly curled up into a cold smile, his tone filled with indifference: "Young Master Qiu, instead of considering trivial matters, you should think about how to explain to King of Hell when you see him shortly, so you can get a good rebirth next lifetime."
"It seems you're determined to take my life today, Qiu Tianrui, but it remains to be seen whether you have the capability."
"Enough chatter, Young Master Qiu, Young Master Wei wants you to join him down below."
"Young Master Wei?"
Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, Qiu Tianrui's face suddenly changed dramatically: "Was it you who killed Wei Xu?"
Unfortunately, the middle-aged man did not respond to Qiu Tianrui, instead, he lunged directly at him, the longsword in his hand carrying a sharp and chilling aura, stabbed straight at Qiu Tianrui's chest.
