Sword Casting Sect.
The bustle of yesteryears had now turned deathly silent.
Most disciples were not only drained of their vitality but also had their heads bore with ghastly holes, as if their brains had been devoured completely. On their rigid faces, one could see an indescribable terror.
Inside the Sword Casting Sect's main hall, Sect Leader Shi Kai knelt before someone, his face all obsequious and ingratiating.
Beside him,
the bodies of numerous Sword Casting Sect experts lay on the ground.
"Speak, tell me all the information you have about Gu Family Manor!" Wen Jiao glanced at the man below and spoke indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Shi Kai trembled slightly, then hurriedly relayed all the information about Gu Family Manor.
At last,
Shi Kai frantically kowtowed, "Please, senior, give me a chance. Even if I have to be your ox or horse, I am willing!"
"To be an ox or a horse?"
Wen Jiao scoffed with disdain,