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Qin Mansion, the thick scent of blood intertwined and permeated the air.
The air still carried the charred scent of electric arcs that had burst forth, along with the searing heat of the spring rain drying up.
Three luxurious figures stood at the door, looking at the figure who had been nailed in place.
Two middle-aged men set their eyes on a woman, "Yuqing, is this your person?"
Qin Yuqing's coiled hair gently brushed over her pale and delicate cheek, her well-maintained visage flickering coldly.
"Yes," she affirmed.
"I had sent him to complete a mission. He must have discovered something and intended to return to report, but he was shot dead at the gate of the mansion."
"The audacity... to treat my Qin Mansion as if it were nothing!"
Qin Yuqing's eyes beneath her willowy eyebrows emitted a sharp murderous intent. The fully cultivated divinity of the Divine Base Perfection Realm intertwined incessantly around her, inciting the chilly winds and ghostly howls.