This was an underground cavern, its floor evidently modified by human hands, with its own layout.
The fiery red magma flowed slowly along the cracks, dividing the ground and forming a complex and gigantic array.
The second elder glared with those white-eyed pupils, sitting on the ground, and said sinisterly, "Last night on Bullhead Mountain, there seemed to be more than one living person."
Standing beside him, the Bone Messenger replied softly, "So what? Apart from the errant clues and murderous traps, there's nothing left on Bullhead Mountain."
"Hehehe… that lad from the Fang Family, you just let him go back like that?"
"What else?"
"Do you really think Dong Ah will protect him?"
"If Dong Ah doesn't protect him, aside from losing a Fang Helling, we have no other loss. If Dong Ah protects him, we get to see the Taoist Academy and the Procuratorate conflict with each other. Why not enjoy the show?"
