The winds of Yun City are fiercely turbulent tonight.
No one will sleep tonight.
In the grand mansion of the Moyun Quan Family, Ken Xihua gritted his teeth as he watched Yu Xin in the night sky's virtual images, murmuring in puzzlement, "Mage, didn't you say you would find a way for us to glimpse the real secret of Shenxiao ahead of others to gain the upper hand? Why is it now that... the whole city knows?"
The Master of the Moyun Quan Family, the Demon King Quanshouzeng, stood nearby to guard, his expression peculiarly odd.
Standing in the center of the courtyard was a skinny, tall young Monk in a bright red Kasaya, his bald head marked with six red scars, his eyes incredibly bright. Hearing Ken Xihua's question, he placed his palms together in front of his chest, somewhat embarrassedly replied, "I am insufficient in controlling the Knowledge and Hearing Bell's power to fully accommodate the Shenxiao Secret Cache. I accidentally let the real secret slip out..."
