Han Manor

The more Pei Ling listened, the uglier his expression became.

He originally thought that it was a mission that an ordinary sixth-stage Qi Refinement cultivator could do, so in order to send Lu Luqiang away as soon as possible yesterday, he accepted it for Jin Sumian without hesitation.

He did not expect it to be such a huge trap!

What was worse was that five teams had accepted the mission.

What did that mean?

It meant that after they arrived at the Han Manor, not only would they have to face the danger inside, but they would also have to guard against the other four teams stabbing them in the back.

This did not include the risks of whether there was a traitor in their team or whether he would betray them at the critical moment.

"Senior Brother Zhao." Since things had come to this, he could only take it one step at a time. Pei Ling asked, "Before that Senior Brother He fainted, did he say how he got injured in the Han Manor?"