"What about adding another person?"
"Who's the person?"
"Eighth Sword deity!" Huan Yi smiled. "Let's assume that Eighth Sword Deity and Storyteller who entered Sky City were all fakes. Their real selves sneaked into the Yunlun Mountain Range to set up a trap for you."
Teng Shanhai's expression turned ugly. He wanted to say something, but he hesitated.
Rao Yaoyao coldly shouted, "Speak honestly."
"Run," Teng Shanhai stared into the void with his single eye, unperturbed.
"Pfft, hahaha..." Wang Dachui laughed so hard that he wanted to hit his thigh. He wanted to open his mouth and say a few words, but it seemed that it was a very serious moment in everyone's eyes.
He didn't say anything.
Huan Yi turned his head and looked at Wang Dachui, "Senior, what about you?"
"Me? What about me?" Wang Dachui's smile froze.
"Three people beat you up. The third person is the Eighth Sword Deity," Huan Yi smiled.
