A series of question marks popped up in Zhao Xuan’s mind.
What kind of ruin was this?
He hadn’t introduced himself, yet the voice knew his name. It had not only presumptuously dubbed him a “commoner,” but also ordered him to pay a visit to the Flame Emperor. What manner of being was the master of this ruin to dare call himself the “Flame Emperor,” treating everyone as his subjects?
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