Chapter 744 I'm Standing Right In Front of You_1

When that figure appeared for an instant.

The disciples of Ghost Valley retreated one after another, consciously clearing a path.

At the same time, they knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe a sound.

"Greeting the divine general!"

A disciple with a slightly higher status shouted.

The others followed suit, echoing the sentiment.

"Where is Bright Somerset?"

The figure halted, asking coldly.

"Great... senior brother, he..."

A disciple from Ghost Valley pointed not far away to the senior brother's head: "He was killed by Terry Moore!"

"Indeed, a waste!"

The figure took a few steps forward, revealing an all-black attire.

"Terry Moore has fought with Bartley Hawthorne, and none of you could capture him. When we return, I will suggest feeding you to the wolves," the man in black said in a deep voice, devoid of any emotion.

"Divine general! It is not that we are incompetent! It is truly... truly that Terry Moore is too fierce!"