Xu Huo did not rest for a long time. Instead, he sat by the window, watching the ever-changing lights outside through the gap in the curtains. The light and shadow divided his face and made the part of his body hidden in the dark seemed to blend into the darkness, like a beast lurking in the corner.
He was thinking about what the Divine Envoy had said.
From beginning to end, the other party only said one useful piece of information, which was that a Saintess had been killed. But who was the person, and where was the Saintess from—people generally would assume it was the Saintess from here, especially since the Divine Temple here was closed. This is just a possibility, and it is based on the premise that a Saintess must have been killed.
Indeed, Xu Huo did not quite believe the only information given by the Divine Envoy.
