"No, you don't understand, because you haven't felt that bone-chilling despair, you don't know what loyalty is, yet you persist in thinking you're right!"
Jiang Hui spoke calmly, his tone as casual as a leisurely walk through a park. But as his voice fell, the mountain-like pressure came again, much stronger than before.
The First Spirit Body's complexion changed abruptly, and he fell to his knees once more.
"Master, you... What is... "
The First Spirit Body painfully lifted his head, looking at the figure sitting before him, as mighty as Big Ma Golden Knife.
The figure was wearing a white-gold long robe, on which various ferocious Exotic Beasts and Divine Birds were embroidered. Casually seated, half of his face shrouded in shadow, a contemptuous look that defied verbal description, as if he held dominion over everything.
At this moment, the man was looking at him with deep, speculative eyes. He had no idea what the man was thinking!