When Taoist Master Hu heard Xie Qiao's words, he was so angry that he felt like he was going to blast into the sky.
"Who are you people?! Since you know that I'm setting up a substitute, how dare you disturb me... Pfft!" Before he could finish speaking, Xie Qiao tore off the other talismans and burned them as well. The man immediately spat a mouthful of blood. It was unknown whether it was the result of the backlash or his anger.
After spitting out blood, he laid on the ground directly. He stared with his eyes wide open, and his entire body was powerless.
He looked like an old beggar.
"You dress well, but don't you know what mistakes you've made? You forced your way into wealth, and you have to pay with your life." Xie Qiao smiled coldly.
