C50 Conspiracy

No matter what, he had to take a look first. Ye Mingyang decided not to think about these problems for now. As long as he finished reading, the answer would naturally be there.

He saw the old man in the ruins. In a short while, he had arranged a strange array glyph. Then, he took out something from the bag.

Ye Mingyang looked at the thing in the old man's hand. His pupils suddenly enlarged