C183 To Declare War Against Martial Soul Hall

"May I have the honor of knowing your name? I, Tiansheng, do not take the lives of nameless soldiers." Tiansheng's aura was charged with lethal intent, his longsword shimmering faintly.

"You're not worthy of that knowledge."

Zhang Peng glanced over at Tiansheng with a mix of pity and scorn, "If you value your life, I suggest you make yourself scarce before my Young Lord loses his temper