At this moment, Zhao Hai saw long dingtian walking in. He quickly went up to him and said with a smile, " "Elder, why have you come? could it be that you're here to drink with me again?"
Long dingtian looked at Zhao Hai. He wanted to see if Zhao Hai had changed during this period of time, but he found nothing. Zhao Hai had not changed at all, as if he had left.
Long dingtian couldn't help but secretly admire Zhao Hai. He knew that many things had happened in the tyrant's blade sect recently, especially the war with the ghost cultivators. Zhao Hai was involved in every war, and long dingtian had secretly investigated it. Dozens of ghost cultivators had died in Zhao Hai's hands. After killing so many people, Zhao Hai didn't have any killing intent. On the contrary, he was still very gentle and had the ability to control his killing intent. Not everyone could have it.
