C3073 Who Could He Blame

Sensing the evil aura in the sky, the young Martial Cultivator was dumbfounded.

He had really expected this.

"It's over." Within the restaurant, the Martial Cultivator's face was filled with unprecedented despair.

"What should we do? Should we flee?" A Martial Cultivator asked, at a loss for what to do.

He wanted to escape, but where could he run to?

"Even if I kill myself