White snows atop the mountain peak.
The elderly man watched the young woman standing with her hands behind her, full of worry.
Her expression was cold, revealing no emotion.
But he knew Ji Ning already harbored murderous intent.
And he had long been aware of this outcome.
The elderly man's palm suddenly clenched, and he resolved fiercely, "Chuck, I will personally clean house."
"You still want to spare his life?"
"I..."
"Conspiring with the remnants of the Eternal Life Sect to infiltrate Beizhou, harming my people, and now trying to trap me? He truly dares to dream."
The elderly man sighed, "Leave him with a full body."
"Fine."
The elderly man immediately turned, leaping down from the mountaintop without a hint of his 150-plus years.
Half an hour later, he returned to the mountaintop carrying a man and a woman.
The man was already dead, the woman sat collapsed in the snow, trembling.
Whether from fear or cold was unclear.
