The pitch-black night was so silent, the man's cold and mocking voice was like an invisible hand in the night, strangling the throat of fear.
The shock in the eyes of the proprietress flickered briefly. With a swift motion, two crescent blades were suddenly in her hands, and her cold, murderous gaze was fixed intently on the man shrouded in shadows across from her.
"Who exactly are you?"
How could he know the name of the hall master?
In any case, this person cannot be allowed to escape.
With a covert signal, the store door suddenly closed, and countless hidden killing intents surrounded the area.
"Ignore me and just run, go quickly. The Ten Thousand Skeletons kill without blinking. If we fall into their hands, how can there be any way out? You might still have a slight chance if you run now..." Lin Shishi shouted.
"Run? None of you can escape." The proprietress sneered coldly, "Do it."
