"Huo Jingjue!"
"Huo Jingjue?"
Xiong Ba frowned deeply, feeling slightly disappointed.
Neither wind nor cloud, separated by a long journey of pursuit. The white clouds leave no trace, the wind falls over the cliff, going deeper and deeper.
Feng Yun... Where exactly is it?
No!
"All-knowing Madman has an unfailing strategy. The last divination he made was absolutely flawless; otherwise, he would have predicted that I would visit again. In the Huo Family Manor, there must be Feng Yun, which may not be a name or a person, but rather fate."
Xiong Ba's gaze was like lightning as he swept over the child in front of him again. He felt an unprecedented cold emanating from the child's brow, with a hint of deathly aura, seemingly devoid of any of the seven emotions and six desires. This unique child, even if not Feng Yun, must have a distinctive life chart.
