The Three Devils of Unorthodox
Biên tập viên: Noodletown Translations
Qingfeng Li felt sorrow when he saw King Kong, a huge man as tall as six feet two, crying. The pupils that died were the first batch of pupils who followed King Kong. They were merely gangsters back then.
King Kong felt guilty for his subordinates. They died without a corpse when he was the one in charge of them.
King Kong was deeply aggrieved by their deaths and Qingfeng also felt the same.
"Who are you? Why are you killing my people from the Qingfeng League?" Qingfeng Li said aloofly.
He only knew Cold Blood and had never seen the Crimson Blood Sect's sect master and his crew. Therefore, he did not know these people.
Even though Qingfeng Li didn't know them, he felt a strong antagonistic aura within them. The atmosphere was incredibly solid, to the point that he felt frightened.
"I am the Wudao Xue, the sect master of the Crimson Blood Sect. I am here for my son's revenge." Wudao Xue said ferociously.
Wudao Xue?