C544 What does his life or death have to do with me?
What did it have to do with me?
"Hmph, a bit of strength." The illusory figure sneered, looked at the controlled Seventeenth Elder in the air and spoke coldly:
"You are indeed smart. To be able to think of this method, it seems that you really do not want him to die."
"In that case, how about we make a deal?"
Mo Feng's gaze was ice-cold, and continued to approach
