Chen Jie gritted his teeth. The envy in his eyes turned intense.
His thoughts had already gone astray.
From the initial shock and astonishment, it turned into envy, jealousy, and hatred.
"D*mn it, why didn't they descend to my side?
"I am the Asura Hall Lord's personal disciple. If those two unlucky fellows descended within my sphere of influence, wouldn't the ten million be mine?"
Chen Jie gritted his teeth, and his eyes turned red.
"However, which faction's Gold Practitioners died? If it was our Jianghu sect... If we lose two experts in a row, we would be at a disadvantage in future battles."
"If they were from the Academy faction, it's a gain."
Chen Jie really wanted to know who died.
Unfortunately, the information was insufficient.
He couldn't even guess.
He could only shake his head and give up.
"I don't care anymore. I'm not an unlucky person. I just need to grow up safely under the Lord's protection!"
