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Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Six
"What, what should we do?" Zheng Zhongtian was truly panicked at this point.
He was almost certain that Long Xiaoshan was behind Mao Ming's death.
This was a blatant threat!
Thinking of Long Xiaoshan's words, that if they didn't go to Wanlong Mountain, he would come and take their heads, Zheng Zhongtian felt a chill at his neck as if someone had slashed him with a knife—it was definitely not an empty threat from Long Xiaoshan. If he dared not to go, Mao Ming's fate would be a precedent.
Zheng Zhongtian's gaze shifted to Young Master Cui, grasping at him like a lifeline, he said in a panic, "Young Master Cui, you must save my life! It was for your sake that I offended Long Xiaoshan, and now he's come to seek retribution."
Young Master Cui, seeing Mao Ming's corpse, was also horrified.
