"However, I can torture you…"
"Just like the past ten years, you used your promises to keep me hanging. You tortured me for ten whole years."
"Today, the Green Dragon Palace will be your hell!"
Wang Shuang's eyes were filled with endless anger.
As he roared, the long sword in his hand struck Master Lingkong's body.
Soon, Master Lingkong's originally clean robe was covered in blood.
Master Lingkong stared at this unfilial son with a face full of anger, but he did not have the strength to resist at all.
At that moment, he held his breath. He only wanted to wait three days for the poison to disperse. After his spiritual power recovers, he would teach the disciple a good lesson!
However, Wang Shuang seemed to have guessed his thoughts. He sneered, held the sword in his hand, and laughed loudly in the hall, "Lingkong, you want to wait for the poison to dissipate before you deal with me slowly, don't you?"