The sky was turning dusk, and the atmosphere inside the speeding off-road vehicle on the highway was oppressive.
Sitting in the back seat was a pale-faced middle-aged man with delicate features, a hint of demonic energy shining through his seemingly soft appearance. Next to him, in the passenger seat, sat a dignified and beautiful middle-aged woman.
"Sect Master Zheng, are you feeling tense?" the pale middle-aged man asked indifferently.
**** smoothed the fringe on her forehead and said, "I am a bit nervous. Who dares to sabotage the Sect Hierarch's plans here in the Central Plains? They must be very bold, don't you think?"
A shadow of gloom flashed across the pale man's face as he coldly stated, "Whoever it is, they must die!"
The short statement sent chills down ****'s spine.