C242 Soul Pill!

The once certain victory had turned dire, with Hall Master Wu's life hanging by a thread. He now questioned the wisdom of accepting this mission.

With no retreat in sight, he turned his gaze to Mo Qianqiu, who had triumphed with a single strike yet refrained from pursuing him further. Mo Qianqiu's flushed complexion and erratic breathing suggested he was in the midst of regaining his composure