"Why is Chief Gudu seeking out Bai Ziyue, I wonder?"
Wu Zonghui asked tentatively.
"There's a score I need to settle with him."
A cold glint flashed in Lonely Drunk's eyes.
Wu Zonghui and Wang Ming, who were always observant of his expression, immediately felt a sense of relief and displayed a bit of joy on their faces. Without delay, they began to accuse with a look of grievance, "That Bai Ziyue is definitely a person with the ambitions of a wolf.
Not only did he line his own pockets by keeping for himself thousands of pounds of Earth Spirit Marrow that were originally intended to be offered to the Sect, but he also forcibly took over the spirit stone ore vein that was under my management.
It's estimated that at least two million lower-grade spirit stones from the ore vein's treasury have already fallen into his hands.
We barely said a few words, and he flew into a shameful rage, refusing to listen to us and even attacking us viciously.
