C1776 The Answer Was Infuriating

In the main hall, Mo Nan was standing straight with a saber in his hand. He quietly looked at the Sect Leader of the Floating Frost Cult, waiting for her to speak.

As long as this woman dared to say something that he didn't want to hear, it wasn't impossible for him to destroy the entire main hall and send this third-rate sect to hell.

The woman's face was dark and she was still hesitating