Chen Zhuo left without hesitation. He didn't want to talk to the hall Master of the Yang God Hall. The person who usually looked normal was actually an idiot.
Still think of a way?
All he thought of were bad ideas and he was suffering.
Although the strongest Holy Son was still in the magnificent flame sect, he was safe and had enough time to find a way to get him back.
"AI!"
After Chen Zhuo left, the hall Master sighed. He had only said 'snatch' in a moment of desperation. How could he have taken it seriously?
"Qin Yitian, what exactly are your origins?"
He thought to himself,"that guy is too strong. He's no match for him at all. If there's any hope of winning, why would he be talking nicely to the magnificent flame sect until now? he would've killed them long ago."
"Forget it, there will be a chance."
The magnificent flame sect.
Lu Qiming led a group of disciples past the secret chamber and stopped.
