Gu Bai stared in terror at the blade pressed against his cheek. It was ice-cold, as if it would slash his throat the very next moment!
(???.) "Ah!!! No... don't! Don't kill me! Don't come any closer!"
Gu Bai was so frightened that he used Atomic Transmission to hide among the Killing Apocalypse Horse troops. Terror had completely consumed him, and his body still trembled uncontrollably!
Jiang Nan narrowed his eyes. (￣︶￣) "That depends on whether you keep running your mouth! Otherwise, forget your great-grandfather—even if you dug up your Old Ancestor, he still couldn't save you!"
"You shameless piece of trash! You're good for nothing!"
Wang Youzhi immediately raised his hand. (???) "I can testify! He's telling the truth. I've kept their Old Ancestor in my collection very carefully!"
Wenger's face darkened. Could they please not bring that up?
The Apocalypse Race's Old Ancestor, Hero King Wen Qing, was probably still on display on Black God's figurine shelf, right?
Du Lingyu forced a smile.
(⌒︿⌒;) "South God... I'm so sorry for the trouble! As for him..."
After all, the Apocalypse Race was jointly ruled by the Wen, Gu, and Du families. If Gu Bai was killed, the Gu family's branch in their group would be difficult to manage!
Jiang Nan grinned. (￣︶￣) "Who was it you said you'd introduce me to?"
If he'd really wanted to kill Gu Bai, he would've cut him down ages ago. Why bother teaching him a lesson?
But their allies had just arrived. Even if Jiang Nan killed Gu Bai, they wouldn't dare do anything to him, but some Apocalypse Race warriors might hold a grudge, which would make cooperation afterward difficult.
Besides, judging by how pathetic Gu Bai looked, he probably wouldn't dare come out and run his mouth again!
Du Lingyu breathed