Death Scripture - Chapter 949

By comparison, Luo Qikang was much more composed. “I just want to know whether we’re to let loose now. I’ve been waiting here for too long. My sheathed sword is growing rusty.”

Pang Jing walked to the doorway, looked around, turned around, and then said in a low voice, “To our enemies, we can do whatever we want. To our friends, we must offer our full support.”

“Who are our enemies? And who are our friends?”

“You will find out tomorrow.”