Hearing Qian Renxue's voice, the Demon-Subduing Douluo beside him shuddered subconsciously.
As a priest of Douluo Palace, the young master in front of them could be said to be the one that these old guys had watched grow step by step to where he is now. Over all these years, he had never seen the young master so angry.
However, compared to Qian Renxue's anger, he was more afraid that something might happen to the other party. Until now, he still hasn't recovered from his emotions.
If it weren't for the golden shield just now, the young master might have really died here, and as a guard, he naturally could not escape blame, and his fate would definitely be more terrible than death.
"yes."
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