One hundred and ninety, captured

The old man nodded and said to the martial artist, "Then Huizi and I will return to the country first, you stay here to continue collaborating with Yazi." The martial artist's current identity was that of Zhang Xiuer's son, Da Bao. If Da Bao suddenly disappeared, it would definitely raise suspicions among those with ulterior motives.

Originally, there were three groups of them that came to the Southern Country.

Besides that, in the Southern Country, there were also many contact points for them. It was just that normally, he communicated with them through letters in secret. Therefore, he had not met face-to-face with the heads of those locations.

"What about her? Should she be killed?" The martial artist glanced at Luo Shu, who was still unconscious on the bed.

"No! I'm going to take her back to MD Country. I've heard she's Lu Hanmo's woman, we can use her to deal with Lu Hanmo," the old man said with a sinister smile.