Chapter 970 The Eighth Elder of the Ghost King Sect

Before He Changqing could reply, He Ziwei angrily said, "Your son has only himself to blame for getting injured. He was the one who insisted on challenging my husband. You can't blame anyone else for getting injured in battle?

"Moreover, he lost the challenge. According to the rules of Flame City, he has to be a servant of our He Family. It's good enough that we didn't ask him to be our servant."

Zhuo Wangsun proudly said, "Little girl, it's useless to tell me all this. In my eyes, it's just this commoner who injured my son."

He Ziwei angrily said, "No matter what, you're still the Lord of Flame City. Are you going to be unreasonable?"

Zhuo Wangsun smiled disdainfully. "Unreasonable? My words are the truth in Flame City. Rules are always decided by strength."

Zhuo Wengong also shouted, "Little bitch, did you hear that? As long as you obediently climb into my bed, my father may let the He Family off."

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