C502 Another Beastmaster

This youth was slightly older than Chen Jie, but he looked very mature. Like a ghost, he stood there motionlessly, like a cold stone statue.

"Did Ce Wentian ask you to come?"

Chen Jie said.

"He's about to die, where did all these questions come from?"

The bald youth sneered. With a wave of his hand, a streak of dark-green light shot explosively towards Chen Jie