"Who are you, to have found this place? You must have some skills."
Jiang Ning glanced at the blood pool.
The piles of skulls, originally stacked like mountains, rolled into the blood pool because of his recent stomp.
"Are you the one who slaughtered at the Sword Washing Pool?" Jiang Ning asked.
"It seems you're with the Martial Saint!" The strange man chuckled, then said casually, "I originally thought I could wait for Mo Chen to come personally, but didn't expect to see you, a nameless soldier."
"A nameless soldier?" Jiang Ning said, "It seems you don't know me."
At this moment, Jiang Ning wasn't in a hurry.
If the other party wanted to chat, he was willing to chat.
The more they talked, the more information he could gather.
Currently, he knew little about these hidden enemies.
The only knowledge he had was what he learned from Hei Lian's mouth last night.
"Do you know my identity?" the strange man slowly stood up, speaking with a relaxed expression.
