Ruins, Inheritance (11)

Slish!

The black-robed man pulled his hand out as he stared coldly at the cultivator while a chilly light enveloped his black mask.

His lips were gently pursed but he did not say a word at all.

Elder Mei's eyes instantly widened as she stared at the black-robed man who had killed another without any sign of mercy. Her voice shook as she asked, "What are you doing? Are you here for the inheritance as well?"

This was the only thing that Elder Mei could think of!

If it had not been for the sake of the inheritance, why would he have killed someone in cold blood? As for Gu Ruoyun... That was completely impossible. She simply does not believe that this woman would have any connection to such a powerful man. If they were acquainted, she definitely does not need to gain the Second Young Master of Wind Valley's favor at all.

The black-robed man remained silent.

In Elder Mei's heart, his silence verified her question.