Qin Yun continued looking down.
City Lord Manor.
"Pfft!"
A Skyfiend elder who was attempting divine inference while trembling, finally spewed a mouthful of blood. He helplessly opened his eyes.
"How was it? Did you figure out anything?" pressed a thin middle-aged man.
"City Lord," said the Skyfiend elder, "Your son is dead. I tried my best, but I failed to find the murderer. I couldn't even get any details of the murderer. It's as though the murderer doesn't exist."
"Even you can't figure it out?" The man had an ugly expression.
"Either the murderer has a mystical item that conceals them from the heavenly secrets, or they are extremely powerful, probably far stronger than you," said the elder.
