The "Divine Envoy" tilted his head, displaying his usual well-fitting smile, and waved his hand:
"You forgot, my name is Su Mingming. No normal person has a name that simple... Do you want me not to even own a name?"
The black-purple long hair on Su Ming'an's forehead fluttered. Since the moment the "Divine Envoy" appeared, he remained expressionless, as if his lips were frozen.
He burned everything of the Rin Clan in exchange for great power. Under his oppression, others found it hard to breathe.
The Divine Gifted Clan, coveted by the Luowasha people, fought endlessly for this power, even committing sins for it. But in Su Ming'an's eyes, it meant nothing.
He already owned too much.
So much so that when burning, it was like lighting a feather-light cigarette.
"Swoosh!"
The second arrow of the Divine Envoy followed closely.
Like a crescent moon, like a falling sun!
Su Ming'an picked up the "Moonlight Mayfly"!
