Yan Nan spoke weakly: "Whether it's wrongly killed or not... they're all dead anyway... sigh, in short, why have I never been able to overcome Dongfang Sansan all these years? Now that I think about it, I finally understand. Damn it, my subordinates are all geniuses like you..."
Duan Xiyang was gasping for breath on the side.
With Duan Xiyang's cultivation, he was actually making panting noises like a cow.
Obviously, the anger had reached its peak.
"Who the heck is this Fang Tu anyway?"
Ning Zaifei asked, as if he was about to cry.
"You don't need to worry about who it is."
Yan Nan said weakly: "From now on, if you see the Chief Protector and Duan Shouzuo, make sure to avoid them... it's best if you avoid even me..."
"If you don't see the three of us in your lifetime, then perhaps you'll be safe."
Yan Nan said dejectedly.
Now Yan Nan truly felt as if all hope was lost.
"!!!"
Ning Zai Fei was directly scared silly.
"Vice Sect Master! I..."
