"Come on, you answer first."
Ning Yutao casually pointed at a Martial Artist of rank one.
"I wiped out a family of six, and the Investigation and Arrest Bureau put me on the list of felons on the run. Other than escaping the country, I have no way to live, but I have no money to leave the country."
This person had a sinister look, clearly not a righteous person at a glance.
"And you?"
Ning Yutao asked a chubby pale-faced man.
Everyone turned their heads.
This person was in his early thirties, obviously never having faced any setbacks.
"My dad was a Martial Artist, died in the wetland, and I spent all the compensation money the military gave me. Then the Divine Land Government was stingy and stopped, so I'm joining the Yangxiang Sect to get back at this unfair government."
The chubby man ground his teeth in anger.
