Upon hearing this, Lin Ce immediately spoke with the King. Once the call ended, he headed straight for the Martial Alliance.
He hurried inside upon arrival. In the courtyard, a burly man was leading a group of Martial Alliance experts in cleaning up. The ground was scattered with paper money, and the air was thick with the scent of burnt paper and incense.
Lin Ce looked on, puzzled. "Has something happened to someone? Why does this look like a funeral hall?"
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