The Surging Undercurrent

A white glint appeared in Mu Zhiguang's dark eyes. His mouth was moving slightly and a croaky voice resounded in Hu He's ears.

"You're not my clansman. How did you get here?"

Hu He was startled by the sudden voice in his ears for he had never dealt with the Mu Te Sea Clan before.

Mu Zhiguang's question somehow made him tongue-tied. After all, he could not just say that he got here accidentally while he was trying to steal his clansman's corpse.

"Why did the ghost lamp escort you here? What ties do you have with my clansman?" the croaky voice rang again.

"Ahem…that's a long story," Hu He revealed an awkward expression on his face as he met Mu Zhiguang's blank stare. His brain churned as he tried hard to fumble for a worthy excuse.

"Just tell me your purpose for coming here!" Mu Zhiguang shook his head gently.

"My purpose… Boss Mu, do you know that your Mu Te Sea Empire is gone?" Hu He spoke after thinking for a moment.