Chapter 779
- Freedom King sucked in a breath of cold air when he felt Jiang Chen’s gaze. It was like the eyes of the god of death that would send someone to hell with just one look.
- Freedom King knew that he was dead this time. There was no one in the heavens nor hell that could save him. Given Jiang Chen’s temper, he wouldn’t get a second chance to survive. Now, even the person that he had relied on the most , Nan Bei Chao, had died. He was afraid that he, who was below Fifth Grade Minor Saint, would easily be slaughtered in front of Jiang Chen.
- “Jiang…Jiang Chen, don’t kill me. I’m willing to listen to your commands.”