"Zhuo Ge was mixing around with some questionable company and was used by others… but since he was the person who did it, he has to be responsible for his actions!
"Henceforth, Zhuo Ge is no longer a member of Phantom Dais Tribe. Whether he lives or dies will be decided by you, uncle master!" Phantom Dais’ Elder stated calmly.
Once he finished speaking, he cast a glance at Zhuo Ge, and a chilling glint appeared in his eyes. With one wave of his arm, Zhuo Ge was instantly swept away by wind and blown towards Su Ming and the others. When he crashed onto the ground before them, the dark skinned man laughed viciously and lifted him up.
A pleased look appeared on Tian Xie Zi’s face and he stroked his beard before letting out a fake cough.
"Eldest disciple nephew, look. Your uncle master and junior brothers didn’t manage to control ourselves and destroyed a lot of your houses…"