บท 927: Vanguard

Shangguan Fei screamed upon seeing the sight of the person covered in dark red blood, but soon deeply regretted doing that. "Wha–What happened to you?"

Shangguan Hong suddenly gathered his strength and sat up with a jump, thinking that even if he was to die, his foe must die with him. However, before he could speak, Old Man Mu casually pressed him down onto the bed.

"You still dare to return? Did you come here to admit your guilt? Or did you come here to plead for mercy? For your information, the Dragon King is no pushover. If you want to talk to him, then you'll have to go through me first."

Shangguan Hong's lips were clamped tightly together. He recalled that he had an uncompleted task.

Old Man Mu was still nagging him. Meanwhile, Shangguan Fei's face was ghastly pale and he felt terribly nauseous.