In the dark hall, Li Huowang's hands trembled as he stared at the knife tip stabbing into his chest. He was shocked to see another Li Huowang, one with double irises.0

“You… Me…” 0

Li Huowang fell backward as he started losing massive amounts of blood.0

The sudden change in the situation left him unable to think properly. He was focused on the name “Hong Zhong” mentioned by the other Li Huowang while at the same time thinking about his impending death.0

Just as Li Huowang was about to fall to the ground, the others from his group rushed toward him and carefully propped him up.0

Bai Lingmiao’s dark fingernails trembled; she wanted to touch the wound on Li Huowang’s chest. However, after a moment of hesitation, she retracted her arm and started pounding on her drum.0

Dong dong dong~ 0

“Ox-head and Horse-face[1] carry the chains, the Black and...0