"Thank you, King Gonggong."
Chen Xingzhu obediently lowered her head, her long hair draped, looking gentle enough to stir any man's heart.
She said quietly, "Actually, I think Doctor Jumang might not necessarily side with Nuannuan, we can totally win him over."
Gonggong snorted, "Even though Jumang and I are both Witch Kings, he greatly respects the deceased Witch Master."
"As long as Jumang sees Nuannuan's Martial God Iron Ring, this guy might just turn on her."
Chen Xingzhu nodded, her eyes blinking.
"Then what about the others? Are they all of one mind with you, Lord Gonggong?"
Gonggong let out a sinister laugh, "The ones who remain are all like-minded with me."
"As for the others, hehe, just like Jumang, they better sleep quietly for now."
At this point, Gonggong looked at Chen Xingzhu, his eyes filled with a vicious intent.
