Qin Wentian stood inconspicuously among the crowd but as he saw Yin Ting stepping out, a fiery killing intent flashed through his eyes.
Back then when the six chosen led their men and surrounded him, Little Rascal and Purgatory had almost died. If it weren’t for their protection, he would have been killed there as well. Right now, Purgatory was heavily injured and hadn’t recovered; it could only live on in his bloodstream.
Since Yin Ting dared to step out here today, today shall be the date of his death.
Yun Rou stood beside Qin Wentian, earlier because of curiosity, she followed Qin Wentian all the way from the Warforge Residence.
"Yin Ting is extremely powerful, a chosen from the Yin Clan. I wonder if he would be able to obtain the approval of the nine great sects."