C151 The Dust Had Settled!

Jiang Dao's form swiftly contracted, reverting to its original size. He scanned the chaotic scene around him; the exorcists lay dead, their clothing in tatters.

His brow furrowed, and he turned his gaze to Xu Zifeng. "Brother Xu, if it's not too much trouble, could I borrow your pants?" he asked.

"You..." Xu Zifeng's face flushed with a mix of shame and anger, and he stumbled backward