With a snap, before Jiang Xiaobai could say anything, the Transcendence later-stage strongman flicked his wrist and a portrait sprang out.
The man looked at the portrait, then at Jiang Xiaobai in front of him and lifted his lips in an amused smile.
"Hong Shixian, hehe, I've been looking for you for a long time."
"Someone from the Thousand Yuan Dynasty?" Jiang Xiaobai coldly stared at the people in front of him.
"Indeed."
The strongman sneered, "Hong Shixian, if you willingly come with us now, we can still negotiate. But if you resist, I will make sure you are stuck between life and death!"
Flat out threats, but Jiang Xiaobai was not afraid. He looked coldly at the man in front of him.
These people might be strong, but if he wanted to escape, it would not be too difficult.
It's just a little harder trying to drag An Ran, the hefty soul, along.