Chapter 307 — A Trap Laid in Secret
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Shen Mu looked disappointed and went on collecting his swords one by one, sighing. "Since senior will not show himself, this junior can only keep it in his heart."
He walked toward the bridge's door. His heartbeat quickened a little, but at once he forced it down with his own primal breath, restoring it to steadiness.
Just as he was about to leave the bridge, that door suddenly opened and Ban Gongcuo walked in, barring the doorway with his body. He smiled. "Cult Master Shen, you have two choices: leave the helmet on your head, or leave your head."
Shen Mu nearly cursed him aloud, and longed to stab him a thousand times through the chest on the spot!