It shouldn't be.
How could it be? This time, to match Han Yun City, I prepared thoroughly for him.
Not only did I bring the weapon I've treasured for years, but I also prepared ten Primordial Martial Pills for him, plus four bottles of life-saving Spirit Recovery Liquid...
Even if surrounded by Level 7 Demon Beasts, even if he couldn't win the fight, escaping shouldn't have been a problem.
It's hard to believe the enemy could be so powerful and cunning that he couldn't even find a chance to escape or take the elixir, right?
But no matter how unwilling to believe it, Zhou Qianmo had to sadly admit, his grandson was gone.
"It's Han Yun City, it must have been Han Yun City!!!"
Inside Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion.
The Pavilion Masters of the five Martial Mansions gathered in Liu Zhiyuan's office.
Zhou Qianmo shouted angrily, "It must be them, the body was thrown to the bottom of the water, beasts wouldn't do such a thing."
