Hearing Qiao Xianci's words,
Bai Yinfeng's expression darkened.
If that little beast Yang Luo really had returned to the Kunlun Ruins, then killing him would become difficult.
The revenge for his son, the revenge for the elder of the Immortal Sword Sect, would be hard to exact.
"Despicable!"
Bai Yinfeng roared, his right hand suddenly exerting force, crushing the chess piece in his hand to dust.
The few maidservants at his side shuddered in fright, hurriedly bowing their heads.
Qiao Xianci raised his hand and said, "Brother Bai, please calm your anger.
These past few days, my men have gathered some information.
This little beast Yang Luo hasn't gone to the Sea of Illusion during this time.
Thus, it stands to reason that this little beast probably hasn't returned to the Kunlun Ruins."
Bai Yinfeng said in a deep voice, "If this little beast hasn't returned to the Kunlun Ruins, then where could he be now?"
