Old servant? Master? This old man, who kills without blinking, is just someone's servant? Just how deep and powerful is Lin Mu's background?
Huang Da was shocked. The others were shocked as well. Thinking back on his earlier words, Huang Da felt a chill run through him.
"I..." Huang Da wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a word.
"Master, what should we do now?" Qing Yu Daoist asked, his cold gaze sweeping across the room as a chilling aura emanated from him. He was still kneeling on the ground. Without his master's permission, he dared not rise.
Not long ago, Qing Yu Daoist had returned to Southern Sky, his hometown. He had planned to deal with some business and then leave, but to his surprise, his master had also come to Southern Sky. When he received the call from his master, Qing Yu Daoist was both shocked and terrified. He was shocked that his master had actually come here. He was terrified because a call from his master meant only one thing: trouble.
