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One name after another, one memory after another.
They flowed through Luo Chen's mind like water.
As he stopped at the door, looking at the coffins filling the hall, a verse he had heard in his past life emerged in his heart.
"Worldly affairs surge like tides, people drift like water; only to lament how few return from the rivers and lakes."
This was the Luo Tian Creed's most devastating loss in its history.
A war had taken away many of Luo Chen's familiar friends and subordinates.
And all of this.
"Is thanks to the Flame Alliance!"
"The Zheng Family, Iron Sword Hall, Xiahou Family, these are just the interest."
"One day, I will see justice served!"
Luo Chen suddenly turned around, stepping out of the hall.
Unbeknownst to when, the outside of the hall had become crowded with people.
Among them, a little old man stood at the doorway with two young people, conversing with Gu Caiyi.
When Luo Chen came out, Gu Caiyi hurriedly approached.
