Take This
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Blood dyed the entire alley red. Under the pungent odor, the shocking redness and ghastly white ashes created a messy painting on the wall.
Everything was silent. There was only the sound of blood flowing and bones cracking.
At the front of the alley, the wraith-like musician in gray stared at Charles and Constantine coldly. However, Charles looked behind him and could not hold back his pleasant surprise.
"Yezi, you—"
Yezi? Who was Yezi? And then it dawned on the musician who 'Yezi' was… Ye Qingxuan!
The Ye Qingxuan who had killed six preparatory grandmasters with one blow! It was the young man who had shaken the world recently with his brash actions and the musician that even the Sacred Court could not handle!
He was instantly nervous. When did Ye Qingxuan get here? And he was so close that in the musician's daze, he could almost feel the cold breath on the back of his neck.