Yun Chujiu was supported into a meeting hall. A middle-aged man sat on the main seat. His appearance could be considered decent, but there was a murderous aura between his brows. He was the hurricane hunting group’s commander, Leng Sha.
Leng sha saw Yun chujiu being supported into the meeting hall, and her elemental energy level had dropped to the first layer of Yuanhua realm, and he immediately turned pale with fright.
He waved his hand to dismiss his two subordinates, then said with concern, “Old Tan, you, you’re injured? What happened? Did you get the leaves of the Thousand Ghosts Tree?”
Yun Chujiu’s heart moved. Could it be that this Leng Sha didn’t know that it was the soul devouring tree? Could it be that old tan had a trick up his sleeve?
She was afraid that she had said something wrong, so she just kept coughing and shaking her head.
Seeing this, Leng Sha was a little disappointed. He knew that most likely he had returned empty-handed.
