However, his rationality told him that he must have despised Qian Jiyun so much that he mistook him for someone else.
"It can't be him. That's impossible. How can he be here?"
Qian Jiyun was not from the same plane as him. He firmly reminded himself that Qian Jiyun couldn't possibly come here.
"Zhan Beiye, if you know what's good for you, hand over that traitor. Otherwise, I'll make sure you die without a burial place!" he shouted toward the city wall.
He would definitely make this sacrificial warrior pay for his betrayal.
Sacrificial warriors had no family. The only thing he could do to him was to torture him. Once he got hold of him, he would make this traitor wish he had died!
Upon hearing this, Zhan Beiye looked up at the clear sky.
"What are you looking at?" An Jiuyue asked.
Why was he looking at the sky for no reason? Was he hoping a bolt of lightning would strike that prideful person?
