The more Wang Long thought about it, the more bitter he became. He picked up the wine jar, gulped it down, then picked up the sword on the table, got up and left.

Walking out of the inn, the street was deserted and desolate, he turned his head to look at the fire in the sky, his eyes filled with determination.

This time, he was not going to escape.

"Beast, your grandpa Wang Long is here!"

Wang Lung rushed there immediately, ready to die at Tianwu's feet.

It took him eight days to go there.

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