"King Zhou, do you know who he is? This is the Glacial Palace. Who do you think the people here are? You're helping him? It's already good enough that he doesn't kill us," Mu Zhixing whispered.
Zhou Shu shook his head. "Mu Zhixing, if you don't want to die, you'd better listen to me."
Mu Zhixing was stunned and roared in his heart, What do you mean, Zhou Shu? Have you turned the tables? This Glacial Palace belongs to me, Mu Zhixing! It's mine!
But he really couldn't defeat this black shadow. If Zhou Shu really didn't care, he really couldn't deal with this black shadow.
Mu Zhixing thought fiercely, Hmph, I'll endure it for now. Discretion is the better part of valor. When I achieve my goal, I'll let you know what it means to be heartless.
The black shadow roared at Zhou Shu for a long time before his voice became softer and softer.
At this moment, Zhou Shu struck while the iron was hot and continued to speak to him.
