Under the inexplicable pressure, not only did Zhang Fei Xuan and Wang Qizheng shrink back but even Jin Guang retracted his head, causing more powder to fall from his face as he moved.
Song Yin's eyes were filled with immense anger as he stared at Wang Qizheng, "Why didn't you speak up as soon as you arrived?!"
The Armored Sect had captured the people found by the third junior brother!
Wasn't the Armored Sect the very Demonic Path that he had killed and his master had taken to study?
"I, I..."
Feeling an icy chill throughout his body under Song Yin's piercing gaze, Wang Qizheng also felt as though he was on fire, inexplicably reminded of the sensation of being refined before.
He certainly did not wish to experience that feeling again, and now with Song Yin's coercion, he couldn't help but clench his fists, glaring back at Song Yin...
Thump!
Wang Qizheng knelt down, his head bowed, and he called out loudly, "Big Senior Brother, I was wrong!"
