"Quite sensible."
Qin Feiyang muttered, then whispered a few words in Yan Wei's ear.
"Huh!"
Upon hearing, Yan Wei's face twitched violently, and he smiled bitterly, "To think of this, truly admire your mind."
Qin Feiyang smiled faintly.
Shua!!!
A few moments later.
The golden-armored man and others landed opposite the two.
In total, eleven people.
The golden-armored man was a Two-star War Saint, the other ten were Nine-Star War Ancestors.
"Tower Master?"
Seeing Yan Wei, the eleven looked somewhat startled.
Soon after.
The golden-armored man asked, "Sir, where is the City Lord?"
"Dead."
Yan Wei stated expressionlessly.
"What?"
The group changed color.
Yan Wei glanced at Qin Feiyang, turned to the eleven, and snorted coldly, "He colluded with Qin Feiyang, as the Tower Master, I naturally had to kill him."
"This..."
The group was utterly shocked.
The golden-armored man hastily said, "Sir, are you mistaken? How could the City Lord collude with Qin Feiyang?"
