C889 Provocation?

The next day. Blood Day. A new day.

A fickle day will decide everything.

Gao Zhi straightened his clothes and stood quietly in the courtyard. Everyone was present, waiting for Gao Zhi's final instruction.

"Senior Martial Brother Lu."

Gao Zhi suddenly opened his mouth and looked at Lu Xian with sparkling eyes.

"Youngest junior brother, go ahead." Lu Xian whispered