Hearing the Devil Race cultivator Xue Qi, Su Fan couldn't help sneering.
This fellow's courage was commendable. At a time like this, he could actually remain so calm.
I want to hear what you have to say.
"Hehe... I'll give you a chance. Speak..."
Hearing Su Fan, the hands that Devil Race cultivator Xue Qi had clenched tightly inside his sleeves finally relaxed.
Although his expression remained calm and unruffled, his entire body had long since been drenched in cold sweat.
"Daoist Friend, you aren't a cultivator from the Chaoguang Star Domain, are you? Actually, like you, I'm also from an outside domain..."
After speaking, Xue Qi glanced at Su Fan across from him. Seeing that he remained silent, he had no choice but to continue.
"I once joined an organization called the 'Forgetfulness River Palace.' Daoist Friend, you should have heard of it..."
At the mention of the "Forgetfulness River Palace," Su Fan immediately furrowed his brows.
He hadn't expected Xue Qi to have such an impressive background. That made it even more impossible to let this fellow live—he had probably already guessed Su Fan's identity.
He gave Xue Qi a cold look and said in a deep voice, "Go on. Continue..."
Xue Qi sighed. "Daoist Friend, don't worry. I've already left the 'Forgetfulness River Palace.' I guessed your identity through other channels..."
After speaking, he gave a bitter smile and continued.
"You killed a rank-iron squad from the 'Forgetfulness River Palace,' and you've already made it onto the 'Forgetfulness River Palace's' bounty list..."
Xue Qi took a miniature formation disk from his Storage Ring and activated a light screen.
The screen was packed with information. Xue Qi tapped it several times, and rows of blood-red characters appeared.
"This is the 'Forgetfulness River Palace's' bounty list..."
Su Fan swept