In the dead of night, a hideous and terrifying shadow puppet monster was perched on the dim paper window.
No matter how you looked at it, the scene was spine-chilling. Yet what was even more horrifying to Li Huowang was that it had called him Xinsu.
Having gone through so much, Li Huowang of course understood what it meant for someone to address him by that name.
"Who exactly are you?" Li Huowang asked the odd shadow puppet with a grave expression.
"Hehe, coming to my territory, yet you don't know who I am?"
No sooner had the words fallen than Li Huowang saw the shadow puppet on the paper window beginning to seep into the room.
"Clang!" The blade was drawn, and the whole room instantly became charged with murderous intent.
A dark red longsword suddenly appeared in front of Li Huowang. This was his first time drawing his sword for real.
