C1547 Influence!

The temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop by a dozen degrees in an instant, turning cold.

Jiang Zhuo's eyes were filled with killing intent as he firmly locked onto Jiang Zhuo, as if he was looking at a corpse. He said coldly, "Little bastard, you killed the First Elder of my Che Clan in front of my Che Clan's gate and on my birthday banquet