C1867

Chen Sanqiu's anger rose as the Iron-Blood Qi around his body churned. With a wave of his hand, his killing intent could be seen.

"You forced me to do this." Chen Sanqiu shouted angrily at the experts from the three Sacred Grounds, the various families, and the famous sects.

"Hehe, so what if I force you?"

"Putting on airs, no matter how angry you are