Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, while looking at the three mysterious people who had just appeared. There was one who was familiar to him. It was Envoy Guiluo. Last time they had met, Mo Wen had suffered quite a bit at his hands.
However, even though he was strong practitioner at the Embryonic Breathing realm, Envoy Guiluo was not the leader of this group. Instead, he was just a subordinate.
The other person beside him was also of the Embryonic Breathing realm. These two men seemed to have a lower than the black-robed man called Lord Ghost Ink.
Mo Wen focused his attention on the mysterious black-robed man. This person's aura frightened him. He unconsciously felt a sense of danger well up within him.
