Jian Wushuang, where are you!

At Sword Marquis Mansion, hundreds of clansmen stood on the huge Drill Ground. Jian Xinhong, the Mansion Master of the Sword Marquis Mansion, led the Elder. A beautiful woman named Jian Meng'er stood among the crowd.

Everyone present shared the same pale expressions at the moment.

Looks of fear, anger and hatred were directed towards a wicked man who sat on a stage at the Drill Ground.

The wicked man was clothed in a scarlet robe and had a demonic appearance. He flew through the clansmen one by one with a playful smile.

"Jian Xinhong, three days have already passed, have you decided?"

The scarlet-robed man stared at Jian Xinhong and his voice echoed coldly through the Drill Ground, "Tell me where the Ancestor's Land is!"

Jian Xinhong took a deep breath. He raised his head, glanced at the man and slowly shook his head. Solemnly, he answered, "I don't know!"

"You don't know?"