"Yes, I understand, but when did this bloodthirsty killer appear?" Having just been provoked and suddenly hearing that someone was hunting down Dark Ones everywhere, Lu Yiping immediately thought of the Great Cataclysm and hastened to ask.
The Ninth Prince's Mansion was as quiet as ever, but the silence exuded a bone-chilling coldness. Feng Juechen sat on the high seat with a gloomy expression, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, while Feng Yin and Feng Yan knelt on the ground. It was almost identical to last time, except that this time even Feng Yin was trembling.
Though somewhat shocked, there was nothing they could do; after all, such a bizarre thing had simply happened.
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