Inwardly, Zhou Dekun was constantly cursing, although he wasn't sure exactly who he should be cursing. He was filled with consternation and regret.
The man named Yan frowned. He was starting to think that this Holy Snow City was really annoying. All he wanted to do was take a look at that medicinal pill. And yet after all this time, he hadn't been able to lay eyes on it for even a second.
Face grim, he turned slowly to look at the young man.
Hanxue Zong had been watching everything that was happening. He gave a slight smile, and then his body flickered; a moment later, he was standing directly in front of Zhou Dekun.
First Elder suddenly said, "Hanxue Zong, I don't know why you're not dead yet, but…."
