C422 Suspicion!

The Nether King, clad in a black robe, swept into the room and took a seat at the dining table. An icy aura surrounded him, sending chills down anyone's spine. Fortunately, Su Qianxun was accustomed to these encounters with the Nether King. A gentle smile played on her lips throughout.

"The heavens have lost a precious artifact," the Nether King said, his expression grave