But his wails just now were too tragic, tears and snot had all come out, making it impossible for him to speak for the moment.
However, in the next instant, his pupils shrank.
It was the sight of the Blade user having another arm sliced off that came into view, sending a tremor through his heart, and he quickly said:
"I, I, I'm called Zhou... Zhou Fang. People in Jianghu call me Ghost Seer."
"???"
Su Mo suddenly felt that the three words 'Ghost Seer' had somehow depreciated in value.
"You... are you a member of Wusheng Hall?"
Su Mo asked.
"No, no!"
Zhou Fang hastily shook his head: "I did wish to get entangled with Wusheng Hall, alas, it's such an influential and insurmountable place, even if we want to join, we have no way in...
"...No, that's not true, there is a way in."
Saying this, he glanced at the Blade user.
The Blade user's expression darkened: "You... shut your mouth!!"
