C939 Insta-kill the Vice Pavilion Master of the Ghost God Pavilion

Looking at the righteous crowd, Faang Fann felt like laughing. ...

So there were so many double-standard dogs?

What do you mean, my son wants to kill you, just stand there and let him kill you? What kind of weird thinking pattern is this?

Each and every one of them... are their brains fried?

A look of disdain appeared on Faang Fann's face, and his gaze became colder and colder