C20 The Hundredyearold Holy Monk Was Annihilated!
Suspended in the skies above Los Angeles, a monk and a woman stood face to face.
Kuye's demeanor was grave.
Qingluan, in her unmatched elegance, was shrouded in a frosty sword aura.
They were both masters of their craft.
"You have no regard for even a shred of decency?" Zhao Qianyu asked, her smile faint.
"I came here to avenge my brother today, not to exchange pleasantries