C171 Black Tornado

Upon hearing Qin Wu's voice, the group of elderly men's smiles stiffened as they turned their puzzled gazes toward him.

The previously cheerful elder caught a glimpse of Ge Ling's sullen expression and felt a pang of unease. He then inquired of Qin Wu, "What happened? How many have perished?"

Under the watchful eyes of the esteemed seniors, Qin Wu found himself tongue-tied