C2089 CHAPTER2089 THE ARTISTIC FEELING OF TALKING

Mucai, the seventh-grade gold card guardian of the Heavenly Court, gritted his teeth, his eyes darting wildly. He wasn't foolish; he understood the implications of the third-grade Gold Medallion Guardian's intentions to placate Zuoqiu Ming. This person could abandon him at any moment, sacrificing him to save his own skin. In such a case, Mucai would be doomed.

Normally, this wouldn't happen