"That brat dared to kill my servant before, this time, let me catch him, I will definitely cripple his cultivation and demote him to the most despicable slave!"
Ding Hao said viciously.
Last time in the Barbarian Mountains, he nearly met his death at the hands of Chu Fengmian. As a junior hall master of the Martial Flame Hall, when had he ever encountered such danger?
His hatred for Chu Fengmian was almost engraved into his bones.
"Catch that brat, and once he hands over the fortune he carries on him, he will naturally be at your disposal."
The Hall Master of the Martial Flame Hall spoke coldly, and suddenly, his expression changed, and he hurriedly pulled on the reins.
"Stop!"
Following the order of the Martial Flame Hall's Hall Master, the disciples of the Martial Flame Hall who were following behind all stopped at once.
"Father, what happened?"
