Feeling the cold intention in Jiang Fan's eyes,
Wu Manyue shivered.
Jiang Fan was actually a very tolerant person.
She had fought with Jiang Fan for so long and had never seen him angry at her.
Let alone harbor any thoughts of killing her.
Yet now, the desire to kill had surged within him.
But this version of Jiang Fan made her look at him differently, as she commented:
"Good job."
"A man should be like this."
"If someone bullies you to this extent and you still lack backbone, might as well cut it off and be a woman instead!"
Ren Guhong rubbed his palms together, squinting his eyes as he spoke:
"If I'm not mistaken, this group has been heading southward, aiming directly for the Human Clan's lands, correct?"
"Their true target may not be the Demon Race."
"Rather, it might be a place within the Nine-Sect of our Human Clan."
"The massacres they have committed in the Demon Race's territory may have been orchestrated merely to create the illusion of Hell Beast attacks."
