"Who did you say had a death wish? You sound young, but you're quite arrogant!"
Wait, did the other party say that he was a Gu Master?
Tonight's shock came wave after wave, making him unable to think.
The Gu Master looked at the carriage strangely. The outer seat was empty, and the curtain blocked his vision.
Strange. Where was the coachman?
Could it be that such an expert did not even have a coachman?
Or was the coachman hiding so that he could give him a fatal blow at the critical moment?
No, it was the sound of the zither!
The sound of the zither could not differentiate between friend and foe. Other than the zither master himself, no other expert could escape.
This way, it would be more convenient for him to use Gu to kill!
"Hmph, your zither music is useful on others, but it's useless to me! Die!"
In the carriage, the man hooked the strings with his slender fingers. "Are you sure?"
