C354 To vent my hatred

To vent my hate

"Archer Harbara?" The old man was shocked. He looked at the calm and composed old man with white hair. He held the bow in one hand. Although there was no killing intent, he still gave off an aura of despising the world.

"I didn't expect to see you here." Bartel leaped into the air and landed beside Harba while laughing.

"I've been longing for you, the King of Dark Guards