He suddenly thought of someone.
A nightmare, a lifelong enemy!
If it were that person, it might indeed make the Black Wind Village Chief willing to do such a favor at that time.
But that's impossible!
All these years, he has been searching for that person's whereabouts, but to no avail, as if the other person had vanished like a drop of water into the sea.
Moreover, with that person's strength and pride, if they really knew the truth of that year, they would seek revenge personally as he wished; how could they rely on someone else?
But if it really is that person, then the Black Wind Village Chief asking him to confess would be a great humiliation, even worse than death, a disgrace more terrifying and unacceptable.
"No need to guess any longer."
Jiang Dali turned calmly and said, "You will now go to an inn in the market of Yunxi Town in the Divine Martial Country, named Zhonghua Pavilion, and apologize to the boss there in person."
