This time, he always felt that things weren't so simple. Based on his understanding of the old demon of West Desolation, there must be some conspiracy behind this.
With the words of the Master of the Medical Hall, those neutral faction people immediately expressed their stance.
The old demon of West Desolation smiled cheerfully from his seat, not speaking, just watching Wang Buqun's face turn increasingly unsightly.
"Enough, Zhan, I know what you're thinking, but dealing with the Demon Abyss Demon is a big matter. If you dare backstab me here, I swear I'll chop off your head."
With a flash of cold light, Wang Buqun leaped directly onto the table of the conference room.
Everyone in the room had their eyes tightly fixed.
