As the head disciple of the Sharp Sword Sect, Wan Jianyi was an extremely proud person. Now, such an embarrassing scene appeared in the Copper Mirror, making him unable to bear it!
"Hahaha!" A loud laughter echoed in the Treasure Palace.
Hearing the laughter, Wan Jianyi suddenly turned his head. He wanted to see who dared to mock him at this moment. However, when his gaze, sharp as a sword, swept over, he found that the person laughing was standing right beside Zheng Ming.
The person laughing was merely a disciple of Da Lun Mountain at the generating gods Realm. Perhaps he found it amusing that a bloody head was carried away by a black dog. However, when Wan Jianyi's gaze swept towards him, he abruptly stopped laughing, realizing he had gotten himself into big trouble.
Yet, to his surprise, Wan Jianyi turned his head away, which made him breathe a huge sigh of relief. Immediately, his gaze fell on Zheng Ming.
