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Hearing this, Cheng Yan and Wei Yanzhi's faces turned ashen, and they understood the Jiuyou Realm all too clearly.
To those great figures, the lives of people like them were completely worthless, like trash.
Disposable at any moment.
As far as Cheng Yan knew, once a death sentence was declared, his death was certain.
"My lord, have mercy! We did not offend you! Even if we are to die, please let us die knowing why!"
Cheng Yan pleaded, lowering his head to the ground.
Wei Yanzhi followed suit, lowering her head and trembling with fear.
"You should know that I am acting on orders from the Saint Lady to find someone. Today, I found him. His name is Feng Lin."
Sikong Jin tapped the ground lightly with the tip of his foot.
Crack!
A fissure appeared in the floor beneath his foot, spreading all the way to beneath Cheng Yan's knees.
Cheng Yan's face went pale with fright, realizing that the person the Saint Lady was looking for was Feng Lin!