"Mr. Zhu!"
"Mr. Zhu!"
Beads of sweat formed on Cao Youche's forehead as he chased Zhu Ju's hover car, shouting:
"I swear, I knew nothing about today's assassination! And it absolutely wasn't an order from the council."
"Mr. Zhu!"
"Please, stay and let me explain..."
Watching the car recede into the distance, Cao Youche, who was only a Martial Artist, had no choice but to stop.
"Now we're in trouble."
Qin Shengnan's figure appeared beside him, her delicate features set in a serious expression.
"Mr. Zhu... he's actually a Martial Saint!"
"We should have guessed." Cao Youche seemed completely unsurprised by her appearance. He sighed and said:
"That Boss Jiao was a Grand Martial Master to begin with, and he had received the Evil God's blessing. On his own turf, his power was comparable to a Martial Saint's."
"The only one who could kill him would have to be a Martial Saint, too."
Qin Shengnan shook her head.
