The voice speaking is distinctly that of a man from Country Bai.
In a dark corner, a man whose features are unclear watches An Yiqing on the monitor with a sullen and sharp gaze.
"The An Family's physique is naturally gifted, and rapid progress in martial training is not uncommon. However, I had indeed underestimated An Yiqing before."
"So, what do we do now? Just let her continue to fight? Wouldn't she destroy the stronghold of our Tutian Family?!" The man from Country Bai suddenly stood up, his tone filled with anxiety.
Suddenly, he felt a cold gaze like an icy knife stabbing into him, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.
"You..." He opened his mouth but didn't have the courage to voice his reproach.
