Holy Light Celestial Venerable frowned.
Who is it?
Chen Ping did not answer.
He drew the Dragon Slayer Sword.
Purple chaotic fire burned on the sword, distorting and warping the surrounding air.
“You don’t need to know.”
Chen Ping’s voice was as cold as ice, “All you need to know is that your people touched people they shouldn’t have. Therefore, you will all pay the price.”
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