Lin Xinghe tapped the jade slip lightly with her fingertips, and the secret message—"Shadows hide in the light, killing happens in silence"—echoed repeatedly in her sea of consciousness.
She frowned slightly, a cold gleam like an unsheathed sword flashing in the depths of her eyes.
The Netherworld King's defeat had been deeply suspicious, and the riddle he left behind before his dying breath was certainly no empty fabrication.
Chapter 177