Ning Fengzhi waved his hand, and the soul master quietly disappeared into the lobby.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, what do you think?"

"Although Soto City is known as the Granary of Balak, at its core, it is just a small city in a kingdom. It is indeed somewhat interesting that there is a titled Douluo in such a place."

Ning Fengzhi said in a deep voice: "Is it the Wuhun Palace, or other forces?"

"snort!"

Sword Douluo snorted coldly, with a murderous aura on his body: "No matter who he is, attacking and killing the Qibao Glazed Sect's guest minister is the same as starting a war with the Qibao Glazed Sect. That guy dares to do this, and he must pay the price!"

"good!"

Bone Douluo on the side nodded with deep approval.

"This time the matter cannot be let go like this. If nothing else, Huang Liang has been born and died for our Qibao Glazed Sect for many years, and now he died tragically at the hands of others. We, the Qibao Glazed Sect, must seek justice for Huang Liang both emotionally and rationally.

."

"Is there a titled Douluo hiding in Soto City..."

Sword Douluo murmured twice, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Chapter completed!