C20 The Hundredyearold Holy Monk Was Annihilated!

Suspended in the skies above Los Angeles, a monk and a woman stood face to face.

Kuye's demeanor was grave.

Qingluan, in her unmatched elegance, was shrouded in a frosty sword aura.

They were both masters of their craft.

"You have no regard for even a shred of decency?" Zhao Qianyu asked, her smile faint.

"I came here to avenge my brother today, not to exchange pleasantries