The sense of despair in Luo Sanniang's heart seemed to lighten a lot when she saw Bu Fang's calm look. She did not know if the latter had any trump cards at all, but logically speaking, he should not have any. After all, no matter how exceptional he was, he was just a Demigod.
As Hu Pingyang said, a God King could kill a Demigod with a fart. So, she could not figure out what trump cards Bu Fang had to face such a hopeless situation.
Black Armor and the head of the Mo Family were here together. Although the imperial concubine was not here, she had given her decree, so even a God King could not save Bu Fang.
Mo Pao, the head of the Mo Family, was boiling with rage. His eyes were wide, and there seemed to be flames burning in them. His residence was destroyed by someone! It was destroyed by a mere Demigod whom he could kill with just his spittle!
