Beaten to death by a pretty boy

Just like that, the group of people slowly made their way to the city Lord's mansion, as if nothing had happened.

Behind him, young sect master Xiao's agonized wails could be heard.

"It's time to tell me now, right?" In a secret room in the city Lord's mansion, Ling Chuxi asked the triangular-eyed man who was kneeling on the ground.

"Sect master, I really don't know what you're talking about. I don't know any ancestor of heavenly Yin either." The triangular-eyed man was determined to play dumb to the end.

"What about this? are you going to remember something?" Ling Chuxi put on her mask and Liang yunhuai took it off at the same time.

"It's you guys!" Triangular-eyes 'face turned deathly pale in an instant. Weren't these two the pretty boys who had forced the great ancestor of heavenly Yin to flee with a single palm strike? how could they be here? He knew he was finished. He didn't even have the chance to play dumb.