Bab 123: Ancestor's Land?

After receiving the message that Jian Wushuang had passed away, both the senior leaders of Dragon Palace and his friends were furious.

In a room of the manor where Jian Wushuang lived in.

BANG!

Wang Yuan pounded a table and the burst of his spiritual power immediately shattered the table. At the same time, waves of air rapidly swept through the surroundings.

"Third Brother!"

"How could he have died?"

Wang Yuan's fat body was trembling slightly. With rage in his eyes, his seemingly funny face had already become hideous.

"Dan Jiu!" Wang Yuan shouted suddenly.

Whoosh! A purple figure appeared in the room and stood in front of Wang Yuan respectfully.

It was obvious that this man in purple didn't come from Dragon Palace. However, he had been staying in Dragon Palace this whole time and the experts of Dragon Palace had no idea about it.

"Young Master." The purple figure, Dan Jiu, called.