The scene before my eyes changed too quickly.
Where did this white horse come from?
It's so majestic!
Chu Qing noticed the horse didn't have a saddle or reins, but seeing its shiny coat, knew it definitely wasn't a wild horse left unattended. He had a suspicion.
Seeing the dire situation of their leader, the remaining Mirror of Sin assassins glanced around at each other. Some dead, some injured. They scattered like birds and beasts.
Chu Qing squinted slightly:
"The Mirror of Sin strikes to the death... How can you retreat because of injury, clinging to life for fear of death?"
Holding a half-eaten baked flatbread in his hand, he approached the man holding dual claws and reached out to remove the mask from his face.
He flipped the mask over and laughed quietly.
Fake...
Though the masks aren't rare, the masks from the Mirror of Sin have unique markings.
