C270 Pistil

A sinister smile hung on his face. Seeing that Seven-star Palace Elder had seen through him, Gu Mangru's pupils constricted, planning to take this opportunity to take care of a few more people. In the end, he turned around and saw that the enemy had started to return.

"To actually be returning to the city at this time, you can consider yourselves lucky."

Glancing at the general on the tower