"How could it be him?"
Nangong Shengtian looked bewildered at Yuan Da, whose legs had been severed and who now knelt on the ground in humiliation, unable to move.
His aged face was filled with astonishment.
No longer could he maintain his previous calm and composure.
Surprised cries also arose from the crowd, "General Yuan Da? How did he end up like this?"
"Damn it, could there really be a problem with the Treasure Pavilion?"
"Could it be they're planning to silence him by killing him?"
Da da da!
A series of footsteps came from inside the Treasure Pavilion.
Xiao Yi and Yang Ling walked shoulder to shoulder, with Nalan Qianqiu and Ning Luo closely following behind.
The group once again appeared before everyone.
