Wen Chenhui pinched Wu Jing's face tightly and forced Wu Jing to look at him. His eyes were blood red and his voice was full of anger. He entered the state of a demigod: "Back then, you colluded with your junior brother to steal my golden elixir, and all my previous skills were ruined! -"
Ten years ago, the genius student Wen Chenhui was even more powerful than the master. He fought in all directions and was invincible. Without the golden elixir, he became a useless person and was thrown into the eighteenth level of hell for no reason.
"Do you dare to look into my eyes now and tell me if you were sincere back then?"
Intention: We always misunderstand something and miss something