The cold wind swept across the sky.
Dark clouds seemed to churn and roll, moving swiftly, yet showed no intention of parting to reveal the bright moon.
Dark, gloomy.
It was still the only theme hanging above this firmament.
To the point that the atmosphere at the scene became abnormally oppressive, like a mountain about to come crashing down to suppress everything.
Black clouds press upon the city, the city on the verge of collapse.
Crash, crash!
With Mu Jinlong executed, the ring of City Lord's Mansion disciples around him all dropped to their knees one after another, heads bowed low, bodies trembling, not daring to make the slightest move.
If Mu Jinlong was the mastermind, then they were accomplices.
When it was time to defect, they were the first to stand up.
They also had a hand in tying up Mu Ying and Mu Yunfei.
Now that things have been set right, and they still want to live?
Before they could come back to their senses, Mu Ying called out, "Mu Tianrui."
"Here!!"
