Jun Zhantian's resolve was steely and his entire being was radiating with murderous intent. He left the military stage and headed towards his horse. There were a few places that he wanted to go to, where he must personally witness it burning to the ground. Only then would he be able to comfort his grandson's 'soul in Heaven'!
Suddenly, a chunk of the dark night moved and a figure that seemed even darker than the night materialized out of nowhere. Even though this figure was standing right before them, no one was able to discern the features on its face.
"Shadow? Why are you here? Did His Majesty send you?" Jun Zhantian raised his head and asked.
