Chương 1332: First Move (1)

At that moment, Ming Wang's eyes, which were totally devoid of human emotion, were staring straight at Ye Qingtang as if searching her eyes for some crack in her facade.

Ye Qingtang's lips curved upwards slightly, and the small smile on her face turned cold. "Ming Wang, do you know… how Zhui Gong died?"

When Ye Qingtang mentioned Zhui Gong, Ming Wang's eyes flickered, and his brow furrowed slightly.

Zhui Gong had been the most powerful tribe leader in the Temple of Shadows. His martial skills were incomparable, but at one point, he became disrespectful of the Holy Lord of Shadows.

However, the Holy Lord of Shadows had cut off his head just for showing a trace of disrespect. His body had been exposed to the burning sun until it vanished.

"Ming Wang, after my return, I became increasingly aware that you are somewhat like Zhui Gong… What do you think?" Ye Qingtang wore an inscrutable smile.