"This is the soul of Yanjing!"
Lin Haifeng finished speaking and hugged Fran's neck. He smiled and said, "How about it? This wish, isn't it nice?"
Fran could only manage a bitter smile. He reopened the files in his hand: "Let's talk again about the Pitch-dark Edict. Hmm, I plan to name it as the establishment of the Dark Blade Knights Cavalry, as for your wish..."
"I think we will be quite busy."
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District 3 Mainland Bloc Number 023.
The Demigod looked at the three, each with a different appearance, sitting below him. After a while, he let out an indistinguishable sigh.
Perhaps he was lamenting the rarity of talent or perhaps he was grieving over Walter's demise.
Walter, he was the only guy I could truly trust, it's such a pity...
