C1626 The Scar of the Gossy-yang Forest

Wang Linlin sheathed her sword and took a sip from her teacup, "Mr Zhao is such a smart person. I'm surprised that he would say those words. Under the heavens, whoever is idle and uses Netherworld Sword s, isn't that courting death?"

Zhao Wuxie loosened his grip on his phone and shook it slightly. The phone drew a beautiful path across the conference table