"Xiao Tai..."
Qin Yang was about to speak when he sensed something wrong with "Qin Tian" before him.
At this moment, Qin Tian's room was filled with the stench of blood, and the bloodstains on his clothes were still vividly red.
"Mr. Yang."
Wen Zhixing spoke, his complexion pale.
Qin Yang hurriedly stepped forward, grasped Wen Zhixing's wrist, and while examining him, asked, "Xiao Tian, what happened to you?"
His tone was somewhat anxious.
It couldn't be that Qin Tian had also encountered some trouble, could it?
Wait, that's not right. Inside "Qin Tian's" body, there seemed to be an extremely powerful force surging outward.
Qin Hao, on the other hand, had a glint in his eyes.
Qin Tian injured? What a great opportunity!
Because of the Fortune Divine Devil Skill, neither of them had discovered that Wen Zhixing's cultivation had already reached the Genius Spirit Realm.
