'Broke?'
'I've been scammed out of nearly two hundred Immortal Level Spirit Medicines by you!'
'Are you seriously mocking me right now?'
Feng Gong's heart was bleeding.
If Qin Hai and the other two hadn't been holding him back, he would have attacked Xiao Zhang already.
"Old Feng, impatience in small matters will ruin our grand plan. He's obviously doing this on purpose. Don't forget why we're here!" Gu Weitian reminded him via voice transmission.
"Hmph!" Feng Gong snorted, retracting his imposing aura. "Sooner or later, this damn brat will pay the price!"
"Rest assured. Including Mo Qi and the Demon Sect, not a single one of them will escape!" Qin Hai said with a sinister smile.
A black light, wicked and cold-blooded, flashed in the depths of his eyes. The other three, blinded by their rage, didn't notice anything unusual about Qin Hai.
However, far away, Elder Ku Mu, who had been half-asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, a look of confusion on his face.
