Feng Qi was condescending with a arrogant attitude.

This sentence brings a glimmer of hope to the desperate Dawn warrior:

"really?!"

"I always speak and act like a word." Feng Qiyu sneered with contempt, "A mere eighth level of void does not pose a threat to my Tianxiao Palace."

"You ask."

Middle-aged people choose to obey.

"The first question is, what cooperation have you worked with Potian Sect?"

Feng Qi asked.

The middle-aged man laughed in silence: "We are the first people to enter the Black Blood Jungle. We haven't found the shadow of Potian Sect yet. There is no way to talk about cooperation."

“…”

Feng Qi frowned slightly, and spoke again after a few breaths of silence:

"How much do you know about Potian Sect? Do you know where the mountain gate of Potian Sect is?"

“…”

The middle-aged man shook his head:
Chapter completed!