Bab 707: Hate and Conflicts Have Their Own Reasons!

Jun Moxie drifted in swiftly, and with a gentle flick of his finger, the three girls fell unconscious before noticing anything.

Jun Moxie never killed women; he was a gentleman, after all. Otherwise, there would be three corpses on the floor instead.

"Jun Moxie! It's you!" The Eighth Elder immediately recognized him. Deep resentment could be seen from his eyes. "How did you get in here?" The two elders glanced at each other, and the most negative thought sprouted in their heads: Could it be that Blizzard Silver City has already fallen to the enemy? But… didn't Elder brother say there were hundreds of experts from Three Holy Lands that were helping us handle the Jun Family? How could we lose so easily?

"How I came in shouldn't be of importance; what is important to you guys is that I'm here to congratulate you two! You will be leaving this place to see the sunlight again! Hahaha! Are you surprised!"