Chu Xiao was the grand commander of the Ghost Lair, the one who wielded the highest authority. He naturally looked down on ordinary Huatian Palace veterans.
However, despite the fact that this Mo Qingge did not seem very old, she was emanating a frightening aura that made even him fearful.
Once Chu Xiao appeared, he was followed by shadows behind him. Seven or eight of them appeared in an instant. They were all commanders of the Ghost Lair.
"B*st*rd, my Hundred Soul Banner!" A black-robed elder had just appeared when his gaze fell upon the Hundred Soul Banner in Mo Qingge's hand. There was a familiar aura wave on it as well as the sense of connection with his own flesh. What else could it be other than the Hundred Soul Banner he had lost some time ago?