The finale of Linglong Pavilion tonight is a person.
The iron cage and mysterious lock imprisoned a body covered in blood-stained white clothes. The whole hall was filled with shouts, everyone wanted to take this broken scenery as their own.
Until the bead curtain on the second floor was opened by a mysterious fracture fan.
"Ten thousand gold."
The corners of Mr. Mo Yi's lips were smiling, but his eyes were cold.
What he bought was not a plaything, but a knife that would eventually stab him, and a huge fire that burned half his life.
