At 4:45 in the morning, Gu Jianlin finally made it to the rooftop of the building. The golden glow in his pupils was so intense that it almost ignited the darkness, like the rise of the sun!
"What a stroke of luck."
He spoke coldly, "I didn't expect there to be two of you."
He suddenly drew his blade, and the Soul Blade Sound echoed violently, akin to the wailing and roaring of billions of souls in hell. The hysterical sound reverberated through the top-floor office, unleashing a hell-like killing intent.
The man wearing a red skull hood.
And a youth wearing a smiling mask.
This was an unprecedented surprise. This group of trash hiding in the dark had always concealed themselves deeply, never exposing any flaws, not giving you the slightest chance. But tonight, as if the heavens opened their eyes, the leaders of The Order of the Hidden were exposed in front of him, including a mid-level backbone, all standing before him.
That long-forgotten ecstasy.
