"No, impossible! How could you have something like that!"
Seeing the item Yang Xiao produced, Nangong Miexian's expression changed instantly.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.
At this very moment, he was finally certain.
'This guy in front of me, who looks just like Yang Xiao but has a completely different aura, is that little bastard I hate so much I could kill him with a thousand cuts!'
Other than him,
no one else could possibly have this.
No.
Even he
shouldn't have it.
Because this thing...
was supposed to be mine!
'No, I can't let this happen! I have to kill him! I have to take back what belongs to me...' Nangong Miexian roared inwardly.
But just as he was about to strike with lightning speed, taking advantage of everyone's surprise to kill Yang Xiao in one move,
he saw it.
The eight Demigod Peak guards, who had been surrounding Yang Tian and the others, all dropped to their knees in unison.
They declared loudly, "The Nan Slaves greet the Young Master!"
