Most cultivators value their descendants highly.
Even those who didn't would never go so far as the Five Poison Wanderer, who treated his own descendants as tools for nurturing Poisonous Insects.
'This old poisoner is truly vicious, living up to his name as the Five Poison Wanderer.'
Wu Ming's expression was guarded as he thought to himself.
He cupped his fists and said in a low voice, "Five Poison Daoist, I truly know nothing about Tang Yuan's death. I hope you can understand."
"My son came to see you before he died, yet you claim to know nothing?"
The Five Poison Wanderer's gaze was icy, his jade-green eyes fixed on Wu Ming as a sinister light flickered within them.
A faint, almost imperceptible pressure slowly descended upon Wu Ming.
Wu Ming's face turned pale.
He had a strong suspicion that the killer was Li Chang'an.
However, Li Chang'an was his great benefactor, having practically saved his life.
