Bab 875: Independence of Cold Moon Palace

They had known each other for so many years. Yun Xiran and Wu Huitian both knew when Yue Changtian's face turned red like that, he was ready to kill. If they pissed him off now, things would go rather nasty.

They had done what they wanted to, so they decided not to risk their lives here.

As Yue Changtian said, even if Cold Moon Palace would be destroyed by the other two sects, the two sects would have to pay a rather heavy price for it. More importantly, their two Prime Master would die first!

"Dissidence makes it useless to talk. Let's go!" Wu Huitian pretended to be angry. He waved his sleeve and walked away.

Yue Changtian watched their backs with a dark face, veins throbbing on his hands.

"Let them leave!"

Zhan Yunfei's long sword was making a fierce sound. "Prime Master!"

He still stood on the way and wouldn't let the eight of them leave. He just stood there without moving a bit. He breathed heavily with a red face.