C37 Midvolt

"Who else wants to teach our Prince a lesson now!"

Knife-scarred Man stood in front of everyone with a long blade in his hand. He was extremely arrogant, and even though the people in the Guiyuan Sect were screaming in anger, it was obvious that this was very compatible with Zhao Ziping's appetite.

"Haha, not bad, not bad. You pieces of trash