Chapter 1813: A War Between the Two Holy Clans, a Clash of I

pursuit. On the deck of the junk stood a line of figures. Leading them was a young man who looked rather shifty, with narrow eyes, an aquiline nose, and a look that promised nothing good.Looking at t...ble sense of crisis."How could that be"Elder Yin was beyond disbelief.Just a mere junior, how could he possibly make this quasi-emperor feel a sense of crisis"That's right, he is the young master of t...