"You... who are you, really?" The ninja collapsed on the ground, his eyes filled not only with fear but also with intense unwillingness.
Xu Wendong did not answer his question.
His gaze grew unfathomably deep,
as vast as the starry sea,
like a black hole, instantly devouring the ninja's consciousness.
The ninja's eyes turned blank, frozen in place.
At the same time,
a scream rang in Xu Wendong's mind, "Are you an Eastern Cultivator?"
Xu Wendong replied, "Yes, my surname is Xu. You can call me Master Xu."
"No, no, no... Why are you in our country?" The ninja was completely confused, because after last night's battle, this guy had become a public enemy in the eyes of Wa Country's cultivators.
Countless Wa Country cultivators rushed to Huaxia, eager to kill him to avenge the Eight-Forked Serpent.
But.
Who would have thought that not only did he not hide, but he also came to their country???
