The Blood Hand's main base was situated in this scarcely populated valley.
If a skilled Mage were to break through the misty Magic Array outside, and delve deep into the valley, they would see constructions akin to trenches built within.
For the past half year, Tang Yu had been held captive in this place.
Though it was captivity, Tang Yu's life here was quite bearable, at least in our Mr. Tang's opinion, infinitely better than his time at the Northwest Military Camp.
He was served by two delicate beauties, with fine wines and meats never in short supply.
Up to now, Tang Yu was still unaware of these people's origins. He only knew that after being exiled by the Military Department, he had endured sun and wind all the way to the northwest.
He completely disregarded Yun Bahe's intent for him to endure hardship and grow; after a few days of crying and wailing, once he realized no one still saw him as the little master of Yun Residence, he utterly lost hope.
