The hall was enveloped in a red firelight.
Luxurious dark gold patterns, black statues, and bizarrely twisted symbols made the entire Extinction Holy Hall seem like the Demon Hall, emanating a faint sense of ferocity and the stench of blood.
"Now that the Sword Master has returned, I shall take my leave," Yuan Yicheng said respectfully.
Lin Fei nodded without making a sound. Indeed, it was not suitable for Yuan Yicheng to be present while setting up the content and location of the trial.
"By the way, the last daughter of the Night King, Crimson Wing, have someone contact those they've sent. I owe the Night King a favor, and this would be a good time to repay it," Lin Fei suddenly said, recalling the softness in the Night King's eyes when he had mentioned Crimson Wing.
Clearly, she must be the only child the Night King truly cared for. Therefore, this matter had to be handled well and beautifully. Lin Fei was calculating how to make the Night King owe him a favor in return.
