om golden dragon emerged, its form illusory but with eyes that were startlingly real. They were blood-red orbs, filled with a murderous gleam that flickered and intensified, pushing Tang Wulin's body...Mo Lan left with regret, her goal ultimately unachieved. 。In fact, she had anticipated it before she came, and her goal was not likely to be achieved anyway. 。This is a deep-seated blood feud. No matter how magnanimous Shrek and Tang Sect are, it's impossible to simply let go of such a bone-chilling hatred. 。If it weren't for the stability of mainland China, their reprisals would have already begun. 。As the current leader of Shrek and Tang Sect, Tang Wulin naturally couldn't resolve this issue just because of his relationship with Mo Lan. 。He is still waiting, waiting for a more perfect opportunity. 。and this opportunity did not come from the outside, but from within themselveseded 65%. 。This is something that has never happened in history. 。"I see," Tang Wulin nodded. "So that's how it is." 。As he spoke, he looked down at the list in his hand. 。To him, most of the names...