"I know I was wrong, please don't be angry." Xiao Cang walked forward cautiously. Although he was only sober occasionally, the pressure from the blood was too strong during the journey. He was already 80% sure that this person was the real clan member he was looking for. He had to be 20% sure after the other party admitted it.
After searching for so many years, the Jianxuejian Sect was destroyed and there was no hope of reviving the Rong clan. If a descendant of the Rong clan could join the God-Slaying Clan, he would only work for one person.
Nolan Rong glanced around coldly, not believing it. Was this man Cang Xing or Devin Cang? Was he testing him or did he really recognize him? Did the God-Slaying Clan know this? Did they have brains?
Nolan Rong did not believe it and confronted the God-Slayers: "What tricks are you playing? Haven't you played tricks on me enough?"
"Senior, you misunderstood. We..." Han Feng was puzzled by Xiao Cang's behavior. She hesitated several times and bit her red lips. "It's hard to explain here. Please come back with us. We have no ill intentions this time."
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