Chapter 610: What Would I Ever Be Afraid Of?

Seeing the cold smirk on Harta's lips, the Daoist elder was seething with rage and shouted, "You shameless brat, let go of our Daoist sect's Saintess right now, or else…" At that moment, he finally realized that Harta's goal had been the Saintess from the start. This was all one of Harta's dirty tricks! "Or else what?" Now that he had leverage, Harta finally felt relieved and asked coldly. "You shameless brat, you just said that in a duel among peers, you wouldn't use the Imperial Tower!" the...