"Luluo, don't go, you don't know about the Werewolf Flag's....."
"How can a child be guilty of anything!"
As Han Tai was trying to stop Luluo, Ye Zhen roared furiously, his figure already soaring up from the Green-faced Ghost Flame Steed, flying across the air towards the city wall.
"Brother Zheng, come back, you don't know...."
Watching Ye Zhen's figure, Han Tai's shout turned into a bitter smile. In a breath's time, not only had Ye Zhen landed on the city wall, but Luluo also closely followed him, leaping into the air.
"This really is stirring up big trouble now...." Smiling bitterly, Han Tai immediately chased after Luluo's figure.
Actually, Han Tai's persuasion did have some effect on Ye Zhen. To dare to massacre a city under broad daylight within the Phantom Divine Empire was indeed about massacring a city.
It wasn't about slaughtering a small village or town, but a whole city.
The master of the Werewolf or the force behind the Werewolf Flag, must be incredibly powerful.
