"Su Xingzhong?" Wu Feng asked, a bit puzzled.
Su Chen, however, nodded. "There are two bodies. They seem to belong to the Faceless Ghost and Black Tuo."
Wu Feng's expression turned even uglier. His icy gaze looked like it could flay Fan Zhao and Fang Luoxun alive. "Colluding with two at once. You're really something."
Fan Zhao was completely stunned. 'Where did the Faceless Ghost Divine Son come from? Wasn't it just Black Tuo?'
The others looked at each other in confusion. Qin Tianlin frowned, both surprised and disappointed that two Divine Sons had failed to kill Su Chen.
"Two Divine Sons of a Deceitful God? The nerve of him to come up with that! All those years he's lived have gone to the dogs!" Wei Zhenghong's voice boomed.
The faces of those in Qin Yun's faction turned grim, and they quickened their pace, wanting to leave this place as soon as possible.
Watching the miserable-looking Qin Tianlin and his group, Wei Zhenghong grinned, feeling gleeful.
