God of Slaughter Treasure.
Blood-colored Space.
Bei Lele held her hands over her chest and watched Wang Hao warily, as if she would rather die to protect her innocence if he dared make another move.
Just then, a squad of Heavenly Tyrant Army soldiers rushed over and surrounded Wang Hao and Bei Lele.
"Phew..."
Bei Lele breathed a sigh of relief and instinctively edged closer to the Heavenly Tyrant Army soldiers.
Wang Hao grabbed Bei Lele's wrist and said coldly, "Your Old Ancestor ruined my plans, and you think you can just walk away!?"
Bei Lele said indignantly, "Grandmaster was the one who ruined your plans. Miss was only here to watch the show. What does it have to do with Miss!?"
Wang Hao snorted. "These days, a father's debts are paid by his children. Your Grandmaster caused this trouble, so don't even think about getting away from it."
Bei Lele puffed up her cheeks. "Wang Hao, you're being unreasonable..."
Wang Hao flew into a rage. "I'm unreasonable? If I were truly unreasonable, I'd have chopped you down with one slash already! Do you know how much trouble those Saints escaping has caused me!?"
Bei Lele muttered, "Serves you right. Who told you to go on such a killing spree? You slaughtered Saints like pigs. Didn't you consider the consequences before doing that!?"
Furious, Wang Hao directly pinched Bei Lele's cheeks, wishing he could tear that girl's mouth apart.
"Wang Hao, stop! We're all on the same side, don't be impulsive!" The High Priest hurried over to break up the fight.
Wang Hao said with a cold expression, "Who's on the same side as you? If Three Gods Mountain doesn't compensate me for my losses today, this won't be over."
The High Priest smiled bitterly. "Brother Wang Hao, you know