"Mr. Temple... it seems that's the leader on the other side."
Magong Yongshi said softly.
But before Beichuan Si could reply, the middle-aged woman on the other side opened her mouth with a solemn and elegant tone:
"I know you have many things you want to ask, but the things you've done to my clansmen..."
As she spoke, she lifted her head, her eyes full of seriousness.
Then—
"Wait!"
The middle-aged woman dressed in a shrine maiden costume was startled.
Because she had already seen the expressionless Beichuan Si charging at her with a black Death Aura Hammer.
Amidst the frenzied footsteps, she only had time to cover her face with her hands.
Then—
Bam!!!!
The middle-aged woman only felt a sharp pain on her head, and then all the strength drained from her body, and she fell forward, face down.
In the few seconds before losing consciousness, she seemed to hear the discussion between a woman and a young man.
