C1119 Itching of Hand

Just as Wu Hui and his party arrived at the great hall, a voice filled with a sour taste, came out. A tall man already stood in front of Wu Hui and his party.

He looked to be in his thirties. He wore a wide black robe, had a tall and sturdy figure, had a rough face, and eyes like bronze bells. He emitted a powerful might, and was one of the clan Ancestor s.

"Wang Shihu