"Elder Tuoba, Ting'er died trying to kill that brat Ye Chen. You must avenge her!" A moment later, Xiahou Dian entered Tuoba Xiong's palace, his face filled with immeasurable grief and anger.
"Steward Xiahou, rest assured, that brat doesn't have many days left. He caused Hua Qianxue's death; no one in this world can save him," Tuoba Xiong said coldly.
"What? Hua Qianxue was also killed by him?" Xiahou Dian couldn't help but gasp, finding it hard to believe his ears.
"That's right. By the way, you mentioned you had a secret to tell me, about the Ancient Ruins. You can speak now," Tuoba Xiong's gaze fell upon Steward Xiahou, his eyes emitting a piercing brilliance.
Buzz!
The next moment, a terrifying pressure emanated from Tuoba Xiong, enveloping Xiahou Dian entirely.
Xiahou Dian's body shuddered violently, cold sweat immediately beading his forehead, as if an invisible force had gripped his throat, making even breathing difficult.
