C1367 Immortal Blood

Wu Qingshan frowned. Although he really didn't want to talk to a junior like the golden lotus Buddha Body who normally didn't catch his eye, under the suppression of the Demon God's corpse, he had no choice but to lower his voice and stall for time.

"May I ask, what deep hatred does my clan have with my little friend?"

"If there is, my clan is willing to pay the price