After Zhang Zhifan, Xu Zetian, and the demoness stood up, all the subordinates who were with Zhang Zhifan, Xu Zetian, and the demoness stood up.
At this moment, the cloud tablet standing on the cement pipe seemed to be the lord of all things, making the group of people under it completely submit.
The crowd was so quiet that even a tiny needle falling to the ground could be heard clearly.
Everyone looked at the cloud tablet standing on the cement pipe with shock on their faces, as if they were standing at the top of the pyramid, like the god of death who was born to control all living things, looking down at everyone.
“Hehe! Ignorant! Ignorant! For a woman, for a mere woman, you stupid people, I must make you regret it!”
When the mysterious man saw Zhang Zhifan and the others standing up to protect the cloud paper, his eyes seemed to recall the despair he had experienced before. His expression began to change crazily, his eyes were shaking violently.
