"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" In the Beizhou Realm, Mei Fanghua couldn't stop cursing. She felt she was on the verge of madness. Not only had Tang Rao not died, but he had also become even more difficult to deal with than before.
The previous Tang Rao, although fond of setting people up, didn't indulge in the act of plotting schemes.
Because he didn't think it was necessary, with strength alone being enough in the Nine Realms and Seventy-two Domains.
But now, not only did he still enjoyed setting up traps for people, but he had also started engaging in schemes.
Tang Rao's IQ is extremely high; he had often played people to death in the past.
"It seems you've encountered trouble..." Suddenly, a voice abruptly appeared next to Mei Fanghua.
The person's appearance was indiscernible, wearing an entirely white mask, donning a white robe, hair tied up, body suspended in air, silently floating.
