Heyang Ruins Market.
Muo Feilong stood on high ground, gazing down at the river of blood and corpses below, his eyes flashing coldly, his killing intent surging.
A bunch of useless fools, dead is dead, it's over and done with, but the death of Muo Ming, a Tier Three Peak Great Witch, would fall on his shoulders.
"Damn it, I told him to bring more guards, but he insisted no, and now his death makes me suffer."
Muo Feilong's grievances soared, even the already dead Muo Ming was cursed in his complaints.
If not for that guy's self-conceit, such a thing wouldn't have happened.
Now it's a problem, the Vein Master will definitely seek answers, and as the strongest here at Heyang Ruins Market, he's the first to bear the brunt.
As a Celestial Vein Ninth Layer Martial Artist, and being someone within the Xiaoyang Race qualified to advance to the Divine Treasure position, in fact, he was no less than the dead Muo Ming.
