Samsara Tower

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense. The middle-aged monk looked calm, neither sad nor happy, and even had a kind look. But at this time, Harta was already tense, and the true energy in his body flowed silently in his meridians, and a powerful aura rose and fell in his body.
"Senior wants to kill me?"
Harta tone was not as polite as before, and there was a hint of coldness in his words.
The middle-aged monk still stared at Harta, as if he wanted to see through Harta completely....