Chapter 437: Not Even a Daluo Golden Immortal Can Save You, That's What I Said

"No... I dare not!"

"City Lord, Father, it was I who misspoke, I deserve to die!"

"May I ask City Lord Father, have you come here to assign a task to your junior?"

Wang Ling was frightened out of his wits, especially by the series of heads thrown out by Mei Changqing, which clearly indicated trouble.

His own father and City Lord Mei taking the initiative to pay a visit, coupled with the slaughter of so many cultivators, definitely meant something was afoot!

"Dare not? I, on the other hand, think you are quite bold, creating chaos in the First Battlefield, treating the barracks as child's play. Tell me, what have you been up to during this time?"

Mei Changqing raised an eyebrow, casually pulled up a chair to sit down, and spoke slowly.

Now, he appeared extremely calm, but anyone familiar with him would notice that he was on the verge of exploding. Somebody had to die today, so he was, in turn, not as enraged as one might expect.