"You don't keep your word. How can you still call yourself a Sect Leader?" Before Zhang Bin had time to speak, Liu Ruomei, who stood behind him, said indignantly.
"Hahaha... This is merely a strategy to save someone. It has nothing to do with keeping one's word. I can only say that you're foolish," Zhu Yuanwu sneered maliciously. "Daring to cripple my son means you should be prepared to pay with your lives. Today, both of you will die here."
"Shameless." Liu Ruomei trembled with anger.
"Hahaha..." Zhu Yuanwu, far from feeling shame, seemed proud and laughed triumphantly.
As he climbed to his feet, Zhu Qing's face twisted with a vindictive sneer. "Hahaha... You dared to seek out my father? I knew you would end up as corpses."
"Aren't you afraid of my Supreme Pure Gate?" A puzzled look crossed Zhang Bin's face.
