"Remember this!"
The aura was overwhelming.
Gu Lili, with her hands bound behind her, slowly walked out. Everyone held their breath, not daring to make a sound.
It could be said that this scare tactic truly established authority among everyone.
Arriving at the place where the Heavenly World dealt with death row prisoners, at a glance, the number was truly not small, the sound of wailing and crying never ceased.
Gu Lili walked up to Immortal Venerable Yuan Song, then crouched down and asked in a low voice, "There's something I've never told you. When my brother was a few years old, the bottle of poisoned drink you gave him, I turned around and gave it to your eldest son…"
The once lifeless eyes of Immortal Venerable Yuan Song erupted with intense hatred, "Jun Li!"
