Chương 626: The Pit In The Sword Hut

The strange smile disappeared in a flash, but the shock lingered in the Great Grandmaster's eyes. Logically speaking, a Great Grandmaster should have experienced countless world-shattering things in their life. Before his collapse on Dong Mountain, he probably wouldn't have let his eyelids even blink, but this shock was very clear.

Fan Xian had been watching Sigu Jian's eyes the entire time. He had an accurate grasp of his inner thoughts. He smiled bitterly to himself and involuntarily felt some inklings of pride.

The reason he kept watching Sigu Jian's eyes was that there was nowhere else to look at on his body.

The short-statured old man sat on a wheelchair. The bones in the left half of his face were all shattered and deeply sunk in. His left arm was also gone. The empty sleeve floated gently in the wind. Although the large hemp clothing covered his body and the injuries could not be seen, they had to be particularly disturbing.