Mu Zihe's mind was filled with fear. He wanted to say something, anything, to try and explain himself, but he was stunned to the point of being unable to speak.
In the blink of an eye, the flames of rage that had filled his chest turned into complete and utter terror!
His body was flooded with sweat that couldn't stop flowing, immediately and thoroughly soaking his clothes. Even after he had intensely cultivated for so many years, having a far better instinct than most, Mu Zihe somehow didn't actually notice his perspiration.
At that moment, in his mind, there remained only one thought- If the House of the Chaotic Storm truly decided to take action against the Mu Clan… Then, only complete annihilation awaited the Mu Clan.
