C3149 The Fight for the Throne

"Sigh..."

The black-masked cultivator let out a sigh with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Uncle Lian, why are you sighing? Did I say something wrong?" After Wang Jue heard this, he turned his head to look at the masked cultivator and said.

However, the black masked cultivator only lightly shook his head and said, "Perhaps by doing so, Young Lord has his own considerations