Great Jin, Xuanzhou.
Ning'an City.
National Martial Saint Mansion.
A streak of flowing light swept across the sky and then, like a falling star, appeared inside the mansion.
At this moment, Mu Jinyan stood outside the council hall, his face slightly pale and filled with trembling anxiety.
It wasn't until he saw Qin Zheng's figure that his expression gradually relaxed, as if his soul had found peace.
"Lord Qin."
Mu Jinyan looked at Qin Zheng and spoke respectfully.
"You may leave."
Qin Zheng nodded and then calmly walked toward the council hall.
At this time, he sensed two powerful qi mechanisms within the hall, hidden yet overflowing with demonic energy.
He pushed open the door and slowly walked in.
Before his eyes was an enormously built man covered with lush hair.
This man appeared to be sitting casually at the head of the council hall, holding a small-dressed woman in his arms.
