At the moment he saw the Longsword, Curtis Channing's face slightly changed.
"As expected, this sword has fallen into your hands." His voice grew colder, and in his eyes, there was unmistakable hatred!
With every step forward, the killing intent surrounding Curtis Channing became more intense!
"Congratulations on becoming the Deputy Head!"
"Curtis Channing!" Ragnar Frost shouted softly, clearly apprehensive: "You and I were once fellow disciples, for the sake of our shared martial arts training in the past, you should leave with your men immediately! Otherwise, when Knox Michael arrives, you'll find it impossible to leave!"
Upon hearing this.
Curtis Channing's pace did not halt at all, instead, it quickened. "Knox Michael? That old geezer, he's probably already become the Head now, hasn't he?"
