At this moment, Tang Wenhu dared not have any intention of rebutting, not because he didn't want to, but because he simply didn't have the courage to refute the words of the Black Shadow. With the strength of someone at the Late Stage of Mythical, killing him would be too easy. Besides, he needed to rely on Black Shadow to leave Xiangjiang alive.
"Just remember this sentence, I'll appear again tomorrow. Also, go comfort your people, they must have felt it."
As soon as the words fell, Black Shadow's figure disappeared without a trace like a bubble. If it weren't for the half-drunk cup of tea on the coffee table and the stinging pain on his neck, Tang Wenhu would have almost doubted whether he just experienced a hallucination.
Feeling around carefully, Tang Wenhu let out a long breath, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, struggled to get up from the ground, staggered towards the sofa, and finally plopped down on it, gasping for breath, giving off a sense of utter exhaustion.
