Zhuo Zheng was incredibly excited. He picked up his wine glass and, disregarding all etiquette, downed the red wine in one gulp.
Below, the atmosphere was heavy, and a battle was imminent.
"Chen Feiyu, you're at death's door and still spouting such arrogant nonsense. Today, I’m going to capture you and let you experience the true methods of our Ghost Medical Sect!" The young woman sneered. She moved in an instant, dagger in hand, and lunged toward Chen Feiyu. Before she even reached him, the cold, sharp light of her blade reflected in his eyes.
Chapter 127