Zhao Sheng wore a calm expression and said, "Whether you believe it or not, earlier I had no intention to kill. Rather, I intended to bestow upon you two a great opportunity. It's just a pity that misfortune comes not by itself, but is invited by one's own deeds! Xuang Guang wanted to kill and snatch treasures, so I had to send him to the Netherworld."
"Alas, let's not talk about him. I just want to ask how you plan to deal with Han later?"
After speaking, Han Wu stared intensely at Zhao Sheng, not missing any subtle expression on the other's face.
Zhao Sheng flipped his hand, and the Falling Immortal Bow instantaneously slipped into his sleeve, disappearing from sight.
Seeing this, Han Wu felt a sense of relief, followed by great joy.
"There's no rush in this matter. However, you best check your body first, and then we can discuss further," Zhao Sheng smiled slightly, kindly reminding him.
