"..."
Yao Jin, looking somewhat tired, silently gazed at the sight of the Red Lake below the mountain.
A few weeks ago, he thought he was in control of everything.
The wind and grass, all within his grasp.
But now he increasingly felt that he was foolish, completely unable to understand the actions and purpose of the so-called "behind-the-scenes manipulator."
He didn't understand.
Why did this manipulator, having successfully evaded the temple's pursuit, intentionally expose himself in the open?
Why did he dare to stand before Jia Wei?
Why?
"You earlier said that this person is the Netherworld King's Apostle? There shouldn't be such a foolish Netherworld King's Apostle in this world."
