Ma Rulong looked at Zhao Hai and smiled bitterly. &Quot; little hai, we're not in the mood to drink at this time. You really shouldn't have killed Jiang Tianlei in the ring today. That was equivalent to disgracing the self-cultivation world. They won't let you off. &Quot;
"So what if they won't let me go?" Zhao Hai smiled. Hehe, to be honest, I'm not afraid of them."
