"What? Impossible!"
Li Yan's face was full of shock, somewhat incredulous.
Wu Qu wasn't an ordinary person.
A master of Dan Strength, a descendant of the Opening Eight Extremes in Cangzhou, a cultivator of Huaguang Dharma...
Any one of these identities is not to be underestimated.
As a guardian of the "Yellow Springs Organization", he was extremely experienced in battle, had many friends in the pugilistic world, and had the backing of the Wu Family of Cangzhou. It's safe to say anyone wanting to make a move had to weigh it carefully.
How could he be killed so easily?
"Who did it!"
Li Yan clenched his fist and asked through gritted teeth.
He was one of Li Yan's few friends; revenge was certain.
"I don't know,"
Wu Zun took a deep breath, struggling to suppress his grief as he spoke, "That rascal's death was mysterious. He said he received an old friend's plea for help and went to Jinmen to resolve something but never woke up after taking a nap on the way."
