"Or perhaps other Spirit Severing families who have a vendetta against me are the same..." He curved his lips into a cruel smile, "In any case, it's all sect grudges, completely in line with the rules of the Cultivation Alliance."
As he spoke, he suddenly showed a bizarre smile: "Speaking of which... I really have to thank that brat Nangong Xiong, although I can't even remember what he looks like..."
"But he gave me a chance to be reborn, this is truly the coexistence of fortune and misfortune!"
Zhou Qing's eyes were cold as frost, and the temperature around him seemed to drop accordingly.
Nangong Xiongba sighed, a hint of self-mockery appearing on his face: "Enough, I've said enough. Old people sure love to talk a lot, always unable to control this mouth."
He gave Zhou Qing a sinister glance: "Back then in front of the Taiqing Sect's mountain gate, I also spoke too much about your matters in the Imperial City. What seemed like a sure thing ended up with me utterly embarrassed."
