C68 Anger

Luo Clan, in a certain pavilion, was brightly lit!

A black shadow silently snuck onto the top floor of the pavilion and arrived at a room with all sorts of scrolls placed inside. At this moment, Luo Kunhao was seated cross-legged on a prayer mat, a gentle aura surrounding him.

"There was an accident during this assassination."

The black shadow stopped at the two meter mark of Luo Kunhao