C362 specific ruthlessness

Ma Dejiang's spear pierced the air as he quickly took a step forward to look down. The speed at which Ling Xiaotian descended was extremely fast, and his body was gradually shrinking until he couldn't be seen clearly at all.

"He fell to his death?" Ma Dejiang frowned as he muttered to himself, thinking that with such a high cliff, he should have fallen to his death. Even if he had not died