"Qin Yun? He should be in the Bronze Sect at the moment." Peng King thought for a moment. If the Bronze Sect executed Qin Yun, he would have been notified.
"He's actually still alive. Good, very good!" Prison King stood up abruptly, saying "good" three times in a row. Everyone could clearly hear the seething hatred through his gritted teeth.
"What? Did you have a dispute with him in the Flame Fire?" Peng King asked, his heart stirring slightly.
"It was far more than a dispute!" Prison King's eyes turned ruthless. "That man colluded with the Residual Spirit, causing us to anger the Spirit of Sun. On the verge of death, he somehow used an unknown method to sacrifice and kill three people in succession.
"Even I was almost scammed to death by him inside, while he fled the scene! I already swore a venomous oath in the Flame Space that I will grind his bones to dust!"
Sacrificed? Scammed? This was completely different from what Qin Yun himself had claimed.
