Zou Fang softly said, "Colluding with the wicked? A Grandmaster wouldn't stoop so low, would they?"
Chu Zhiyuan pondered silently and then slowly nodded, "I don't think so either."
The Demon Heart Sect, no matter how powerful, shouldn't be able to contend with a Grandmaster.
Moreover, these two Grandmasters are from the Jiuli Divine Sect.
Jiuli Divine Sect, with such arrogance, how could they possibly conspire with the Evil Sect?
He activated his Super Sense fully.
Five middle-aged men sat around a bonfire, the flames roaring, dispelling darkness and cold.
The crackling of burning wood made the surroundings seem even more serene.
On this cold winter night, this bonfire was indescribably warm.
The five sitting around the fire seemed to be talking casually.
A handsome middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Mr. Sun, Mr. Zhou, why persist so stubbornly?"
He wore a brocade robe, his gaze piercing through the fire, staring at the two middle-aged men opposite him.
