章 967: Uncle-Master, I'm Late

Dao Lord Lan Yue was expressionless.

There were so many people who died at the Thousand Crane Tea Party this time round and each of them was more influential than the last. Even seven of the Void Reversions died - there was no way she could escape responsibility!

If this was not handled right, Thousand Crane Sect would definitely be implicated!

However, Thousand Crane Sect was indeed indebted to Su Zimo.

If she were to kill Su Zimo here right now, Thousand Crane Sect would definitely be labeled as ungrateful and incur countless criticism!

After pondering for a long time, Dao Lord Lan Yue made up her mind.

"Su Zimo, if not for the fact that you've done Thousand Crane Sect a favor in the past, I'll definitely kill you right here today!"

Dao Lord Lan Yue's voice was cold.

However, Leng Rou, Little Fatty and the others were delighted when they heard that.