C224 Kill!

Outside the Pure Heart Palace, a chilly wind blew.

Crouching Yunzi's daoist robe fluttered in the wind, his entire face overcast to the extreme.

Although he did not care much for the honorary disciple, Spiritual Master Jia, nor did he care about his life and death, all he cared about and cared about was the tribute that he had to pay every month on time.

However