After Mo Ke ascended, she followed suit, which made many men in the noble clan group restless with anxiety.
But... it's unlikely that Miss Mo is as happy as she seems.
For one general to succeed, countless bones are left behind.
Tap, tap, tap.
Flat shoes make a sound on the basement stairs.
In no time, she saw a large coffin placed in the center of the vast basement.
To be precise, it was a spirit coffin.
Beside it was a wheelchair.
She looked at the wheelchair for a long time, her expression complex, before finally stepping forward, staring dazedly at the ancient and dangerously charged spirit coffin.
Suddenly, she noticed the gap in the spirit coffin... and looked at the wheelchair... The position of the wheelchair was wrong!
She instinctively turned around and saw someone standing under the window on the other side, facing away from her.
Wearing an ancient robe, with white hair, yet standing strong.
"Brother?..."
