"How?" Qin Jiang sneered, "Surprised?"
After hearing Qin Jiang's words, Ling Xiangyang felt like he had been struck by lightning.
He had thought it was just his own nervousness causing such hallucinations.
But now, it seemed that Qin Jiang really was not dead!
And furthermore, he had come to him!
At this thought, Ling Xiangyang suddenly felt very unwell.
"How did you not die?"
Ling Xiangyang kept shaking his head, unable to believe this was happening.
"Want to know?"
Qin Jiang spoke indifferently, "Come with me, and then I'll tell you slowly."
As he finished speaking, a member of Dragon Hall immediately moved towards Ling Xiangyang.
Ling Xiangyang felt a chill run down his spine and hastily threw the wine glass in his hand at the man approaching him, only to see him easily neutralize it.
"You... don't come any closer..."
Ling Xiangyang was completely panicked.
