C2482 CHAPTER2482 VANISH

The chief disciple of the Mysterious Underworld Pavilion, Le Shuo, followed along, his mouth twitching and frustration evident on his forehead. Despite the dire situation, this guy just wouldn't quit, continuing to howl like a madman. Every year had its share of fools, but this year seemed to have more than its fair share. Seriously, was this necessary?

Sam Moreels couldn't help but smirk