Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, leaving the atmosphere in the room increasingly deathly silent.
At first, Yuhua felt there was nothing unusual, but now he was starting to get nervous.
Could it be that something really happened to Qiao Mu?
Is that Demon King from Hulao Mountain Range actually still alive in this world?
Logically speaking, with Mr. Yu Hong stationed here, Qiao Mu shouldn't have the guts to defy his order and dare to leave his post.
After all, Mr. Yu Hong is famous for being stubborn. He definitely wouldn't joke with you.
Thinking of this, a few drops of cold sweat started surfacing on Yuhua's forehead, and he couldn't sit still anymore.
"Mr. Yu Hong, could it be that something happened to Qiao Mu?"
"Did that Demon King from Hulao Mountain Range really survive the encirclement back then?"
That guy Qiao Mu, a Martial Artist of Blood Refining Realm mastery.
