The Poison Scripture. The name alone brimmed with a sinister aura, but how could Chen Zheng remain indifferent to Huang Hua's life? He sighed deeply, having finally made his decision.
He lifted his head, his gaze resolute. "I just want to know what happened. As for whether I leave, we can discuss that later."
"Don't get too cocky, kid!" the burly man roared.
"Shut up," Chen Zheng's voice was cold and unyielding as a powerful aura erupted from his body.
In the next moment, the burly man's face turned deathly pale. He felt as if a great mountain was pressing down on him, an irresistible force that rendered him completely immobile.
"Kuang Hu!"
