Misfortune

"Baize Mountain and the alliance of dream masters, I, Cang Xuansheng will fight against you for my entire life!"

In a random corner of the Jade Capital, within a huge room, a Grandmaster was reading a letter. He shrieked as he crushed the paper in his hands into powder.

At this point in time, his face turned red. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The dark red blood stained the white walls like spots of plum blossom flowers.

"Lord Xuansheng?"

Outside, there was a cry. A dream master discovered what had happened and quickly spread the information.

Not long after, an old man came in.