Nan Shisan's face darkened: "Wuxi, do you want to be my enemy?"

"I'm just telling you the rules." The middle-aged man named Wuxi replied lightly: "Even if a worldly person has a little talent, it takes time to grow up. It doesn't matter if I kill some. , it can be Fengxue Pavilion, or something else, it’s up to me.”

If there are outsiders here, you can tell.