"Twenty years, seven arrows…"
Although Mr. Longjing spoke lightly, Hu Ma sensed a tumultuous and heavy emotion in his words.
Watching Mr. Longjing already stepping up the layers of stairs toward the Divine Descent Platform, Hu Ma couldn't help but take a deep breath. He guarded the stairs, scanning ahead from a distance with a slightly heavy heart. Damn, this pressure is no joke...
Have people from both the Meng family and the Zhang family come? No, that's not right. It seems there aren't many from the Zhang family; it's mostly Meng family members.
They say the Meng family manages things well in this City of the Dead. Looking at it now, that's no lie. The city is surrounded, three layers deep inside and out—have they brought an entire army?
Before coming in, I thought the task here would be challenging, but I never imagined the difficulty would be this high…
