"Who else?"
Xiao Yi stood on Yan Ying's corpse, holding the bloodstained longsword, his icy gaze sweeping over the crowd.
For a moment...
The would-be challengers among the strong were all effectively intimidated into inaction.
None dared to step forward!
Even Yan Ying, a powerhouse of the Seventh Layer of the Divine Passage Realm, was no match for a single stroke of his blade; who among them would dare to advance?
While everyone was still considering their options, an icy voice suddenly rang out, "Do you really think you can steal the treasured heirloom of Mingjian Manor, commit murder within our Sword Tomb, and not have to explain yourself to me?"
The crowd looked toward the source of the voice.
It was an old man with youthful features and white hair, whose powerful aura was unmatched, having reached the Ninth Layer of the Divine Passage Realm.
Following him were Yun Fan and the woman in brocade.
