"Go to Ming City." The person whom the woman in black addressed as the Cult Master spoke, his voice dark and heavy, spitting out the words one by one.
"Ming City?" Hei Jiao raised her head to look at the Cult Master, her expression calm, her eyes filled with confusion.
"Yes, Ming City. You are going to fetch something." With that, the Cult Master turned around to face Hei Jiao and tossed a sheepskin scroll over to her.
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