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The funeral march wafted out from Freedom Hall, as someone stood atop the tower in silent mourning.
"What a grand funeral this is..."
"It's just that the funeral is burying you yourself."
A faint voice of agreement came from the nearby roof of the hall.
Xiao slowly turned his head.
Under the grand moon, he saw an old man and a younger man standing on the roof of the hall, the smile on the V-shaped mask seeming even thicker than before.
"Mr. Shu... you finally arrived..."
Xiao slowly bowed, performing an ancient and elegant genuflection as a greeting.
Gu Shen, standing beside his teacher, frowned.
He remembered... Where had he seen this ceremony?
He remembered now!
A-009 had performed the same genuflecting courtesy before!
Gu Shen turned his head to look at his teacher... Sure enough, when Zhou Jiren saw Xiao's genuflection, his eyes became icy and chilling, and in an instant, the rooftop tiles shattered.
The next moment.
Zhou Jiren appeared inside the tower.
