A child clutching a dagger crouched in a corner, fearfully watching the slender figure that stepped into the room.
The next moment, a halberd swept across the sky.
A blue gleam lit up the room as the halberd returned with a smear of blood.
Turn around!
Watching the old man who had suddenly stopped struggling, the expression beneath the mask remained calm as ever.
Without pity or sympathy, only indifference.
Since the old man had made his choice, no matter what, let him go on his way.
He strode to the elder's head, resting the halberd on his neck.
Since entering the 'Hidden Fire Shop,' it was the first time he spoke.
"Where does the Lu Family's Second Young Master reside? If you know, draw it out."
"After all, that is the root cause of everything."
"Three breaths, whether you write it or not, I will sever your head."
"Begin."
Liang Hui watched the old man with the dim eyes.
His bloodstained face appeared particularly ferocious.
