C172 The Sang of the Royal City

Because of Han Jue's words, Han Wushang and Leng Ji lowered their heads to look at him.

"Although I already expected this day to come, I didn't expect that it would be you." Han Jue held his wound with a mournful expression and coughed, while blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked extremely shocking, but Han Wushang remained unmoved