The Fifth City

When Jian Wushuang became the First City's Governor, he also said, "In a grand palace in the eighth city."

There were a few candles in the hall, and the dim yellow light of the candles flickered, making the hall look rather gloomy.

A devilish young man with long black hair draped over his shoulders was sitting on a large chair in a relaxed manner.

Beneath him were two peak Ultimate Rulers. They trembled as they bent their backs and knelt at his feet like servants.

"Master, that Bone Armor guy is dead."

The servant on the left said carefully.

"Oh? Who did it?"

The evil-looking young man raised his eyebrows.

"Master, this profound light mirror has recorded the scene when that Bone Armor fellow was killed."

The servant lowered his head, moved his knees, and carefully handed over a dark light mirror.

"Yes."