Zheng Hu sneered to himself.
'The poisonous mist was created by Lord Fire Candle. It has nothing to do with me.'
'Besides, the Celestial Origin Palace has fewer than ten King Level Cultivators. Are they really going to punish me for one dead guy?'
'If they kill me, the number of King Level Cultivators in the Celestial Origin Palace will fall below that of the United States.'
'Where on earth is Lord Fire Candle?' Zheng Hu wondered, a dark expression once again clouding his face.
Right now, his biggest concern was undoubtedly the resources he was supposed to get from Fire Candle.
HUMMM...
Just then, the space before him began to warp, and a strange portal appeared.
Seeing this, Zheng Hu froze. Then, an expression of utter joy spread across his face.
'Lord Fire Candle is coming out?'
'That's how Lord Fire Candle appeared before.'
'Haha, this must be it. Lord Fire Candle must have been busy with something, and now he's done.'
