Destroying the Soul With One Punch
Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios
West of Mo City.
In an alley not far from the Chengguo Residence, there was a desolate and dilapidated mansion.
It was overgrown with weeds and filled with dust.
From the looks of it, no one lived there.
However, at this moment, in a room in the backyard, a few scarlet candles could be vaguely seen through the gaps in the window.
Thick curtains covered the room, and it was uncomfortably warm.
At this moment, an old woman in a red floral robe and a round hat was sitting cross-legged in front of the candles. She closed her eyes and was muttering as she did some calculations with her fingers.
Beside the old woman stood a middle-aged man in a brocade robe, watching attentively.
After a while.
The middle-aged man finally could not help but ask in a low voice, "How is it?"
He waited for a moment.