"What's wrong? Who is he?"
Seeing the reaction from the members of the Three-headed Snake Clan, Huang Ling froze, her brows furrowing deeply.
She had dealt with the Three-headed Snake Clan many times and knew they embodied the characteristics of snakes—cold-blooded and ruthless. It was extremely difficult to make such terrified expressions appear on their faces.
But now, every single one of them looked as if they had seen a ghost.
No matter how slow Huang Ling was, she now understood that Ning Jiang's background was likely anything but ordinary...
"Ning Jiang, it's you! You killed She Mo, who possessed our clan's Three-headed Serpent bloodline, and many of our young experts. How dare you show your face here so brazenly!" one of the Three-headed Snake Clan experts shrieked.
Ning Jiang's name and appearance were known to everyone in the Three-headed Snake Clan.
