"Gone, just like that?"
The master of Tianmen was gone, and Jiang Tian was gone as well.
Only a bewildered Jiang Chen was left behind.
Standing amidst the ruins of Mount Olympus, Jiang Chen cast a glance around, rubbed his chin, and fell into deep thought.
The identity of the Tianmen master had aroused his suspicions.
"A subtle fragrance, soft arms, a woman, the Zhenxie Sword, Chuchu?"
Connecting these clues, a certain person came to mind.
That person was Tang Chuchu.
The Zhenxie Sword belonged to Tang Chuchu.
He had seen her holding it on more than one occasion.
The thought felt a bit absurd.
He felt it was impossible.
How could Tang Chuchu possibly be this strong?
Definitely impossible.
He dismissed the notion from his mind.
He planned to go back to Daxia and ask Tang Chuchu in person.
After leaving, Tang Chuchu had doubled back.
Because she was worried about Jiang Chen.
Instead of showing herself, she remained in the shadows.
Seeing that Ouyang Lang and the First Blood Emperor had already fled, and that Jiang Tian had also appeared, she finally let out a sigh of relief.
Hidden in the shadows, beneath her mask, a faint look of sorrow crossed her face as she let out a helpless sigh. "You just had to come and insert yourself into this mess at a time like this. If you hadn't come, I would have definitely killed Ouyang Lang and the First Blood Emperor today."
Tang Chuchu still harbored lingering resentment that these two major villains had not been dealt with.
Still, there wa…
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