"It seems that simply having control over the students from the Bureau of the Lamp is far from enough."
"But it doesn't matter, my goal has been reached; slaughtering all the Great Wei students to the last man, causing them to bear a grudge against Great Zhou, can be considered a perfect completion of my mission."
"It's just a pity that I wasn't able to let my master witness that person's complete loss of face."
Qiu Zhiman murmured to himself, intending to set off, but as if remembering something, he sat back down.
Gazing up faintly, it was as if he could sense that someone was using Different Treasures to detect his presence.
Silently looking up, locking eyes with the other.
At this moment, it seemed that everyone watching the projected image could see a pair of indifferent eyes from within the tall black-robed figure's gaze.
Yet the face was entirely shrouded in shadows.
They could not make out the face.
And when they tried to take a closer look.
