บท 866: Han Muye's Last Resort (2)

Han Muye's expression did not change. He said calmly, "I'm not like you, who have nothing better to do than touch the butt of a Saintess."

These words made Mo Shenghua's pale face instantly turn red.

"I, I, when…"

Could such a thing be said on such an occasion?

Han Muye looked at Sun Youdao opposite him.

Sun Youdao's expression flickered.

Han Muye was too calm.

Prime Minister Han of the Heavenly Mystic always planned before taking action.

There was something wrong with his behavior this time.

"Senior Sun, it seems like the other Immortal Spirit Sages aren't here."

Han Muye's voice rang out.

Sun Youdao frowned.

"If I kill Senior Sun today, do you think half of the Immortal Spirit situation will collapse?

"Senior Sun is in charge of 30 percent of the Immortal Spirit Dao Sects."

As soon as Han Muye finished speaking, the spear above his head vibrated.