Huang Xiaolong didn’t bother taking offense. Instead, he looked a little bored when Chan Wuwo laughed at him.

Looking all around, Chan Wuwo continued to talk all the sh*t he liked in an attempt to detect any presence of an expert protecting Huang Xiaolong. When he failed to see the presence of Hei Luo, a smirk formed on his face as he boldly assumed that the corpse puppet was blown into bits by Yuan Qianxing.

In the past, Yuan Qianxing had hit Hei Luo so hard that the corpse puppet was sent flying with his body on the verge of collapse.

Chan Wuwo quickly assumed that Hei Luo was recuperating from his injuries from the battle that had taken place several years ago.

If a body of a True Saint was shattered, they would definitely need several decades...