The crowd, which had been in a daze, gradually came to their senses, staring blankly at Gu Sheng, who wore a smug expression. They couldn't be sure if it was true or false, but the news was indeed shocking.
"Damn it, I was wondering how this guy had the guts to come here and show off, personally humiliating Young Master Ling's woman—it turns out Young Master Ling is dead?" Someone suddenly murmured, as if having an epiphany.
"Is it true? Impossible, right? Who could have killed Young Master Ling? How could this be?" Someone immediately expressed disbelief.
At this moment, the crowd that had snapped back to reality had many whose thoughts began to stir.
Tao Yang, a newcomer from the Secular World, frowned, a flash of excitement unintentionally appearing in his eyes.
"Damn, that bastard is dead? If it's really so, then it truly deserves to be celebrated greatly!" Tao Yang took a deep breath, murmuring softly.
