C2242 The Jindan Was in His Hands

The corner of the red-feathered man's mouth suddenly curled into a smile. The cultivator's expression changed drastically, and he quickly apologized, "Young Master, please forgive me. I was too talkative."

The man's face was gentle, but there was a hidden killing intent. The surrounding guards were all silent, as if their heads would split at any moment.

To them