"Then forget it. We're almost there anyway." Ling Chuxi felt that it was a mistake to ask Gongxi Kuangdao. What else was she expecting from a person who had come from the demon dimension? His idea not just plain brutal, it was also tyrannical.
Hearing Ling Chuxi's words, Feng Zijin finally let out a sigh of relief. Although he grew up in Qianzhong Ridge, he couldn't be compared to Gongxi Kuangdao when it came to ruthlessness. The so-called bandits along the way were actually civilians of the nearby towns, and thus were his fellow countrymen. So of course, he didn't want to see them killed like this.
"Oh right, Chuxi, after entering Qianzhong Ridge, I think it's best to keep a low profile. Try not to use the name of Golden Pill Sect if you can," said Su Yizhi.
