Upon hearing that Mo Qing was in seclusion, Ye Suxin coldly remarked, "Hmph, the Poison God Clan is still the same, not changing one bit."
Xiao Yu's eyes gleamed with a ghostly light as he softly said, "You seem very knowledgeable about the affairs of the Poison God Clan. You know the one hundred and eight levels of the Poison Cave. You know the secrets of the Poison God Clan from ten thousand years ago, and you know Zhao Yue's Fotu Tower treasure. Who exactly are you?"
Ye Suxin smirked at Xiao Yu, coldly replied, "The person who will send you to hell, thanks for telling me these things."
"Since I've already learned what I want, your existence has no necessity anymore."
Speaking, Ye Suxin stood up with a cold smile.
Xiao Yu's eyes turned blood red, coldly said, "You want to kill me!"
Ye Suxin chuckled, "What else?"
Xiao Yu's eyes swiftly shifted, his gaze flashing with a ghostly light, as a vicious expression emerged on his face.
