"What's going on here?"
The indigo-robed man smiled faintly at them, his voice drifting far and wide.
"My Lord, Jian Wushuang and Celestial Manner Lei Yi from the Ancient Demon Clan fought earlier," Ding Mo replied deferentially.
"It's Jian Wushuang who attacked me first, leaving me no choice but to defend myself. I never thought of offending you, my Lord," Lei Yi immediately explained.
"I see." The indigo-robed man remained expressionless. He then turned to Jian Wushuang and asked, "Is he telling the truth?"
"Yes." Jian Wushuang nodded. The strong Killing Intent that he carried skyrocketed as he continued speaking in a gloomy voice. "I want him dead!"
"Oh?" The Supervisor raised an eyebrow.
The experts gathered on the drill ground wore complicated expressions after hearing Jian Wushuang's words.
They never expected him to remain so stubborn and blurt out his thoughts in the Supervisor's presence.
