The Divine Art of Changing Faces
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
Zhe Huali carried Jiang Yi's corpse while following behind Fu Riluo. When he passed by Qin Mu, he turned his head to look at him.
Qin Mu was refining pills, but he hurriedly nodded in acknowledgment. "Senior Brother Zhe Huali, let's meet again if we have the chance."
Expressionless, Zhe Huali left with Fu Riluo.
The black tiger god jumped down from the palace and took a glance at Qin Mu before taking another glance at Saint Woodcutter. The god's big ax had been put away somewhere while he observed Qin Mu's hand technique in refining pills.
The other gods also jumped down and gathered around them. Everyone had something to say as well as numerous questions they wanted to ask. However, they all kept themselves in check.
Before Saint Woodcutter spoke, none of them dared to voice anything first.