"I killed her, so what?"
With a raised eyebrow, Wang Junze replied disdainfully, "Since you've come, yet don't dare to show yourself, aren't you embarrassed to use such words to intimidate?"
Although the other party had not appeared, Wang Junze could guess that they must be a Transformed Great Demon.
Even so, Wang Junze's response was equally forceful.
Were you not asking who killed Hu Qianqian? I've admitted it, so what?!
"Heh heh!"
A cold laugh came from the air, and that sinister voice spoke again, "A mere Refining Spirit dares to boast about killing a Transformed Great Demon, do you really think you're worthy?"
The more Wang Junze admitted it, the less the other party believed.
After all, who would believe a Refining Spirit could kill a Transformed Great Demon?
"Since you don't believe it, why bother asking?"
