Jiang Ming did not say anything, but the people around him were furious.
The monk narrowed his eyes, a dangerous aura pervading his body.
"What did you just say?"
How dare he speak down to Ning Caichen like this? How dare a mere servant be so arrogant!
He had to give Master Feng a piece of his mind!
The monk's aura felt very familiar. Uncle Lin was stunned for a moment. He tried to remember where he had felt it before, and his hair stood on end.
Why were the people from the Black Prison here?
Thinking of this, Uncle Lin could not help but look at Jiang Ming with confusion in his eyes.
Who was this young man in front of him?
At this moment, Madman Junior also walked out slowly. He glared at Uncle Lin, and his eyes were filled with killing intent. "Repeat what you just said!"
Only he could take Ning Caichen's life! Sooner or later, he would beat Ning Caichen!