Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

nside the theater, a middle-aged man in a black tuxedo was looking at the manuscript in his hand. He was handsome with slightly raised eyebrows and narrowed eyes. He stood up. 。All fighters prepare, h..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonthe abyss. 。We should aim to wipe them out in one fell swoop. 。At this point, he paused, his gaze shifting to Tang Wulin seated to his left, “We’ve all gone over the videos and data…” 。The Tang Sect's...