C204 One Day Is a Lifetime

The lamp in the black mist shone with starlight. There were seven of them, arranged from top to bottom in a scoop.

If you looked closer, you would see that the lamp-post was a translucent figure, a figure that was twisted, curled, and hideous, like the epitome of all the pain in the world.

Ghost-mask master Cheng's gray fog, which was one of the nine Blood Crow's in the tavern