Zhang San saw the White-haired Ghost King walking toward him with a ferocious expression and immediately cast a pleading glance at Wu Tong.
Wu Tong promptly leaped in front of the White-haired Ghost King and said coldly, "This matter was ordered by our master and dominated by Fang Xiang. Even if you're dissatisfied with Fang Xiang, you must wait for the master's orders to act. Now, we must all follow Fang Xiang's commands..."
Bang—
The White-haired Ghost King raised his hand and the white hair on it suddenly grew longer and turned black, like a thick brush, striking Wu Tong and sending him flying away.
Zhang San watched Wu Tong's figure getting smaller and finally disappearing into the mist, and he realized the situation was not good.