"How dare you stop me?"

Li Mu looked at the Witchcraft Saint.

Given his current status, he was qualified to say so.

The face of the Witchcraft Saint was expressionless and looked like that of a zombie. He said, "I dared not in the past, but now I dare. After all, your head is worth a fortune, and it is even more valuable than you have expected."

Li Mu smiled. "Is it more valuable than your own head?"

The Witchcraft ...