Li Xuanjing slowly released his hand.
Great Scholar Su's expression gradually returned to calm, but beneath that calmness, there was an uncontrollable excitement. His voice carried a slight tremor as he asked, "What, what do you want to do?"
Li Xuanjing did not answer. Great Scholar Su's throat moved with difficulty, and he asked again, "What do you need me to do?"
Li Xuanjing said, "I need Mr. Su to die."
Great Scholar Su said, "Alright."
He spoke decisively, without a hint of hesitation.
Spiegel Bureau.
The entrance of the Heavenly Prison.
Boom!
After a muffled sound, the gate of the Heavenly Prison burst open.
The masters waiting in the courtyard of the Spiegel Bureau trembled, and immediately surrounded the old man who walked out from the Heavenly Prison.
