C184 A Warning from the Ghost Servant

"So what?"

"I will only say it once more, hand over Qin Ming to me!"

Wu Xinghun smiled coldly. He did not care about Zhao Tingdi's sarcasm. He only cared about the Qilin Flame Crack Blade in Qin Ming's hand.

"No way! I won't hand it over even if I have it!"

Zhao Tingdi's expression was extremely ugly. Wu Xinghun had come with a menacing aura