Chapter 197 Phantom Colored Cigarette Holder

Zhangsun Jing's face was marked with a mix of fury, resentment, regret, and other emotions to the extent that his body was nearly at its limit, yet he was still forcibly practicing his knife skills.

Losing his abilities had utterly shattered his mindset; asking how to strengthen himself at this time seemed somewhat inappropriate.

After leaving the backyard, Wen Wen felt an additional touch of emotion in his heart.

The path of a Demon Hunter is like walking on thin ice, where any day, a slight oversight, an accident, might cause a fall into an icy cave, never to resurface.

Indeed, losing abilities could be considered lucky compared to ending up like Grandi, which was the true tragedy.

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Back in his own office, Wen Wen started searching for information on his computer.

Without asking Zhangsun Jing, he could find information from other sources.

After entering his Demon Hunter number and verifying his identity, Wen Wen logged into the Demon Hunter website.