"Hmph! Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!"
In the shadowy underground world, Chuan Mu's eyes gazed at the image on the mysterious dark crystal, emitting cold snorts one after another.
Then, he spoke coldly again, "That bastard actually went to find them!"
"That young man was talking to the City Lord about some secret formation to trap ghosts, and then about going to rest; it's utter nonsense! Turns out he was going to meet that bastard! Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!"
As he spoke these words, Chuan Mu snorted repeatedly, his imposing face growing colder and colder.
"All for the sincerity the City Lord showed them, even offering the precious Blood Flower Tea to drink! They both drank four cups of Blood Flower Tea from the City Lord, and this is how they repaid him? Betraying the City Lord to secretly meet with that bastard?"
Again, staring at the mysterious dark crystal as he spoke, Chuan Mu's emotions seemed to become more and more agitated.
