C427 What I Owe You Is What You Owe Me

His anger had reached its peak.

"Heh." The envoy sneered. Before he could say anything, he spat out a mouthful of black blood and died from the poison.

Mo Liang sent the corpse flying with a backhand hit. He curled his fingers tightly and said helplessly and angrily, "Retreat."

Then, he raised his voice and said, "Pass down the order, the Western Capital will withdraw …"

"Mo Liang