The man quickly regained his composure, and then he said, "My name is He Cong from the Thousand Poison Sect. If you feel that my conduct is inappropriate, I will immediately leave Xuanjing and never set foot in it again."
He Cong was truly frightened. From the moment Qin Hao spoke until now, he had not been able to pinpoint Qin Hao's location.
But He Cong was certain that Qin Hao was definitely in this room, perhaps even right in front of him, but he just couldn't detect him.
This kind of skill was astounding; ordinary Innate Experts couldn't achieve it, and that burst of True Qi made him feel as though a Demon Mountain was pressing down on him, causing his legs to tremble.
He Cong didn't dare to move a muscle, feeling that any slight action might bring about catastrophic consequences.
The other party was too terrifying, far surpassing his imagination.
"Heh, too late."
After Qin Hao finished speaking, he appeared in front of He Cong and then reached out to grab him.
