Accompanied by his cold voice; an unbearable aura exploded from Mo Yao Wang's body. His heart is in a rage; clenching his fist and gritting his teeth to suppress his anger.
Xiao XiRan: "…" The hell this f*cking old demon!
Xiao XiRan's face immediately turned dark. His heart is raging in anger while a strong oppressive aura emitted from his body; he stared at his grandfather with a murderous gaze.
"Even if you can hide the truth from the other beings, do you think it is easy to deal with the half-blood hunters?" Mo Yao Wang asked with a warning voice.
Watching his grandson's darkening face; Mo Yao Wang's voice remained cold while he added. "You have no idea what they are capable of!"
A harsh, derisive laugh came from Xiao XiRan. His eyes were fierce; looking at his grandfather with contempt. "You're worried that the Hùnxie hunters will intervene?"
