In a luxurious ancient building, four to five middle-aged elders sat in the center of the hall.
There was wine, meat, and wine on the table.
Around them, there were guards, these guards were not living people, they were puppets.
During the ten years of Yu Ding nurturing gu, brothers had turned against each other, father and son were enemies.
The guards were not the most loyal, only the puppets were the most loyal subordinates.
Thus, the puppets around them listened to their commands.
“Yu Ding will appear in half a month at most, as the leader of Underworld assassination team, we need to make some progress as soon as possible!”
“Haha, with our strength and our ten years of killing experience, when we enter the real world, even the other experts of the nine cauldrons world will not be able to stop us, underworld killer, from showing off our abilities. At that time, we will make the entire jianghu jittery!”
