"That old geezer, I knew it when he took the Blood Sword, he had ill intentions...", Zhao Gang, Xia Qingqing, Lin Mengmeng and others were also at Lin Yun's side. Upon hearing Lin Yun's words and seeing the images cast by Lin Yun, Zhao Gang and the rest were shocked. Very soon, Zhao Gang spoke with a furious face.
"Roar ——"
Little Gold was also nearby, roaring in dissatisfaction.
It understood the conversation between Lin Yun and Zhao Gang and the others, and it knew whom they were discussing. Back then, Nanweng had seriously injured it, and it had held a grudge against the old man ever since.
"At that time, his strength was so great, who could have stopped him? It was already a huge surprise that he did not kill us and had left Little Gold behind!", Lin Yun shook his head.
