hen, the Black Mountain Sculptor was just like Yuan Xiong now, in his prime. If there wasn't a special reason, he shouldn't have chosen to leave."I think, even if he wasn't involved in Zheng Jia's aff..... don't come any closer, what do you want" Looking at Ling Hao walking towards them with the visage of a devil god, Wang Yuewen trembled all over."Huang... Huang is always the eldest son of the East...