After the elder storyteller's reminder, the white-clothed storyteller immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, my uncle is the current Controller of the Storytelling Manor, please don't kill me, I will reciprocate your kindness."
Wu Tian chuckled.
"I'm serious." The white-clothed storyteller cried out in panic: "You have to believe me! I will have my uncle repay you; my uncle loves me even more than my father does, he will definitely listen to me."
Wu Tian was too lazy to pay attention to the white-clothed storyteller, simply flicking his fingers, the True Sun Fire was released.
The True Sun Fire burned fiercely.
In the flames, the white-clothed storyteller screamed miserably, his cries made all who heard shiver.
In the blink of an eye, the white-clothed storyteller's Divine Soul was completely annihilated, disappearing without a trace.
"Gulp."
Seeing this scene, the elder storyteller and the young female storyteller swallowed hard.
Terrifying!
Too terrifying.
That fire just now,
