Situ Qingfeng's face turned pale, his fingers unconsciously clenching the folding fan.
"It's over, so many people..."
Gu Sheng remained motionless, his gaze calmly watching Shen Qingyun.
"Gu Sheng!"
Rage burned in Shen Qingyun's eyes.
"You dare to trick me! Luring me to Miling Valley while you plot against this hall!"
Gu Sheng chuckled lightly.
"Senior Brother Shen arrived faster than I expected; it seems the 'surprise' in Miling Valley didn't hold you back for long."
Beside Shen Qingyun, a burly man nearly two meters tall stepped forward.
His muscles bulged all over, and a hideous scar crossed his face. He was none other than Zhao Menglong, the Alliance Leader of the Great Wilderness Alliance.
"Senior Brother Shen, why waste words with this traitor?"
Zhao Menglong's voice was like thunder.
"Let me take his head!"
Shen Qingyun nodded coldly.
"I'll leave it to you, Alliance Leader Zhao."
Zhao Menglong grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth.
