What's The Truth?

"Get lost, or… die."

Her voice wasn't loud, but on this quiet and peaceful night, it was quite distinct and clear. To the black-robed commander, it was resounding.

The woman didn't seem harsh or stern; she just had a certain type of chilling attitude and indifference.

The black-robed commander looked at his two subordinates and found them lying weakly on the ground. Their blood was gushing out of their bodies and pooling around them.

A reeking scent of blood, which was capable of making one's hair stand on end, wafted out.

"Who is your excellency? Were you not too ruthless a moment ago?"

That black-robed commander constrained his fear and spoke coldly. His eyes seemed to flicker, and a silver spear appeared before him.

If someone from the Heavenly Mist City was there and saw the spear, they would certainly recognize this person.

The Zhang Family's commander, the Silver Spear Zhang He.