C512 Whoever Dies Wins!

In the hall, Corvin no longer had the patience to continue his banter with Cordelia. He waved his hand and let her go.

Just as he moved, Harlan's voice came from outside the door, "Sixth Uncle, are you in such a good mood?"

Corvin's body stiffened and his expression changed slightly. Why did they come so quickly?

He turned around and didn't say anything