Nan Lihuo finally spoke at this moment.
His face was cold and detached.
He glared at the Young Prince Ji Haihui, but in the depths of his eyes, there was an unmistakable intent to kill.
As Su Huaili was a disciple of Ji Molie, if Nan Lihuo wanted to kill him, then his urge to kill this offspring of Ji Molie was even more intense.
It seemed as if the Young Prince Ji Haihui sensed something; he looked up at Nan Lihuo, and despite his youthful face, there was an incongruous maturity.
"Just a lowly maggot clinging to life."
Ji Haihui said indifferently.
It seemed... he knew some secrets.
As his words ended,
Li Qingshan's eyes widened with rage, his fingers clenched, and countless thunderbolts exploded and crackled, appearing like a spider web over Golden Light Peak!
Previously, Li Qingshan had distrusted Nan Lihuo, suspecting that he had betrayed them and joined the Corpse God Cult, but the truth proved that Nan Lihuo had done no such thing.
