"Reporting to the Dharma Master, there's no news."
Hearing the stiff official language from the shadows, the short street kid quickly responded in kind.
Seemingly afraid of the other's anger, he hurriedly added, "A few days ago, the 'Pantao Conference' was annihilated, followed by the death of the Immortal Kong Hui, the Yan Prince's Chief Steward was silenced, and even Luo Gongseng was beheaded at the Meridian Gate yesterday… All the lines Zhao Qingxu had in the Capital have been severed!"
"The situation in the city is chaotic, I am powerless and really can't investigate further..."
Smack!
Before he finished speaking, Inoue's head was suddenly struck to the side.
As if he had received an invisible heavy slap, a clear handprint appeared on his face.
Strangely, the handprint clearly had six fingers, and with its appearance, frost instantly formed on his skin.
