"Su Qinghe, do you have any idea what you are doing?"
The newcomer's face was so twisted with extreme anger that his features were nearly squashed together as he glared at Su Qinghe, biting out each word.
"Great Elder He, Su naturally knows what he is doing. Your Martial Dao Holy Land disciples joined forces with various prodigies to take my life. Does Great Elder He expect Su to simply stretch out his neck and await execution?"
Chapter 212