"It is understandable why Buzhou Mountain desires the Shifting Flower and Wood Secret Technique; they crave power intensely."
Jing Ci raised his hand, and the fragments of the tea set floated in the air.
As if time had reversed, the shattered fragments reassembled into a complete, brand-new tea set.
He brewed himself a pot of tea, raising his eyes: "What I don't understand is, what do you all intend to do?"
Jiang Chunyang suddenly squinted his eyes, a phantom wind whistling in his pupils.
"Years ago, when the You Ying Group planned that operation against the Lishan Tiyan Pavilion, I initially intended to wipe you all out. However, when I arrived in Tokyo, I discovered you weren't researching the Spirit Coffin."
Jing Ci raised his head and sipped his tea: "In the entire Dark World, there's not a single Spirit Coffin."
