Mu Bodeng cupped his fists and bowed, then pointed at Wang Han, who was standing at the entrance of the Buddhist hall in the distance. "Everyone, that is Wang Han! As long as you capture him, everything promised to you before will be fulfilled!"
All eyes fell upon Wang Han.
An old man with his hair tied in a bun and a face covered in age spots stared at Wang Han with a sneer. "Wang Muhou's son, heh, he has finally fallen into my hands!"
Chapter 972