Jiang Fan was somewhat surprised that Zong Chaosheng could seek help from the Asura Clan.
Without a common language, how did they reach cooperation?
Could it be that Zong Chaosheng also knows the Hell language?
That he'd really underestimated Zong Chaosheng.
He himself had spent so much effort to pry open Hua Xin's mouth to learn the Hell language.
Hearing Zong Chaosheng's rude tone, Jiang Fan naturally didn't show any kindness.
"If you can do it, why can't I?"
Zong Chaosheng frowned deeply.
Regardless of how Jiang Fan got in touch with the Asura Clan.
But having a native guide.
Means Jiang Fan has a chance to scout the Black Sun Royal Court.
The one who scouts accurately first will definitely get the credit.
He must find a way to hinder Jiang Fan and his group's progress.
His eyes turned, and he immediately began discussing with Jiuxiang.
Using the cumbersome Hell language, combined with gestures, he repeated several times before Jiuxiang understood his meaning.
