What do you mean?
Karl stood on Duoka's smooth head, frowning as he looked at Mo Hongyun, who had come to intercept him. "What I'm doing now is entirely my personal action, and it has nothing to do with Dingtian Academy."
"Heh."
Mo Hongyun sneered, evidently not understanding his meaning.
"What you're doing today is aiding and abetting a tyrant. You're going to help Yan Qing destroy the entire Aotian Continent!"
The Realm of Death,
The death of the Purple Robed Elder,
The information left by the Elder before his death...
Mo Hongyun recounted everything to him one by one, and Karl's expression changed from indifferent to shocked as he looked at Jia Xitong nearby.
"No, that definitely wasn't my Host, it was someone impersonating my Host!"
Jia Xitong said anxiously, "That person is very strong, but I'm sure it wasn't my Host."
"Do you think your words are believable?"
