At this moment, the Clan-protecting Elder in the dungeon was like someone possessed, banging his head on the ground. The whole person was in grief and indignation, clenching his withered fists and pounding the ground while letting out a hysterical roar...
"Damn the man of fate, damn the hope! Without the Shi Imperial Clan, with the Shi Clan line severed, what hope does the He Clan of the Ancient Country have? Gu Changsheng! Gu Changsheng! You have harmed the people of my He Clan! You have harmed the people of my He Clan!"
"Elder, are you saying, the Hall Master he..." The Person in Black clutched the iron bars of the dungeon tightly, veins popping on his hands, his exposed eyes full of gloom and restraint.
