บท 252: The Power of the Mung Bean Bullet

The others did not know what Jiang He was thinking. All they could see that his expression alternated from somberness to rage, while his killing intent was gone in a flash, convinced that Jiang He was furious about the Sky Demon Cult's Saint ambushing Wang Hou.

Naturally…

Jiang He was indeed a little furious.

Be that as it may, he could keep his ferocity to himself—putting it to words was unnecessary.

On the other hand, would Wang Hou count as his scapegoat?

He most certainly would.

The saint of the Sky Demon Cult had never made an appearance and rarely appeared. No one actually knew their gender, whether they were tall or short, or fat or skinny…

After all, he had always sent his lackeys to do his bidding.