"Guys, we have no grudges in the past nor recently. Isn't it a little too much to stop me like this?"
Fang Qinghong turned to look at Qin Dingyu and the other man. Although he was burning with anger, he had to put down his stance. He had used almost 80% of his power to self-destruct, and that was how Fang Qinghong had managed to survive.
"You sealed the entrance of the Strange Wind Realm, right? Do you know how many disciples of my sect you've killed by doing this?"
Sun Quan looked at Fang Qinghong and snorted coldly.
Because Sun Quan himself did not guard the Strange Wind Realm in a timely manner, he caused the sect's disciples to suffer heavy losses. Sun Quan blamed himself very much. Now that the culprit was right in front of him, how could Sun Quan let him off easily?
"That was the work of a monster. What does it have to do with me?" Fang Qinghong denied.
