Under the shroud of the cold night, the flames gradually lost their fury, subsiding into stillness. At last, when the final wisp of fire vanished, only desolation remained before their eyes—the once-beautiful front courtyard had been reduced to charred ruins. The Fùkāng Lord's Mansion and all his loyal subordinates had been reduced to ash in this merciless blaze.
Yet, Fùkāng felt no resentment in his heart. Fixing a solemn gaze on Lěng Yè, he said, "If it means killing that wretch, all of this is worth it."
Lěng Yè stepped into the ruins, searching the surroundings carefully. "See if you can find Yì Línglong's body!" Zhìhuì and Wèidémàn joined the search as well. Shortly after, Lěng Yè discovered a charred, eggshell-like object. Just as he felt puzzled, cracks suddenly appeared on the black shell. The fissures widened, and a fair arm reached out from within, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding darkness. Seeing this, Lěng Yè immediately turned alert.
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