A lean youth with glowing green eyes and a wolf-mask on his head stood up beside Qinggui.
He looked rather solemn.
His strength was a notch above Ghost Scythe, but he was still merely at the Seventh Layer of Spirit Gathering Realm.
"Fang, raise your head!" Qinggui said in a deep voice.
Fang gave a bitter smile. "Boss Qinggui, that Asura's strength is simply not something I can handle!"
Chapter 77