C1392 Smoke in the Air

Cleansing the air? Let God do it. His lips parted as he muttered to himself.

Yin Xiang was just a smiling chess piece. Now that the chess piece 'mission had been completed, there was no need for him to survive in this world.

Flipping his phone open again, he dialed a number without any comments.

Du, du, du ~

The phone rang for a long time before it connected