Night fell, a cold wind moaned, and dead leaves swirled across the courtyard, rustling as if whispering some unknown secret. Zhong Yun stood by the window, gazing out at the pitch-black night sky with tightly furrowed brows, his heart as gloomy as the dark.
Master Xuanfeng's words still echoed in his ears, acting like a stone cast into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand ripples in his heart. There was an even more powerful force behind the Black Fiend Organization? How could that be?!
He had always believed that the Black Fiend Organization was merely a gathering of a few unscrupulous individuals. As long as he uprooted them entirely, he could avenge Lin Feng and restore peace to the world. But now, it seemed things were far more complicated than he had imagined.
Chapter 117