At the rooftop of T2 City Lord's Mansion.
The Man in Black Clothes, who always wore a black mask, walked slowly alongside Yan Hongxin.
The black dust on the ground drifted gently in the breeze, like layers upon layers of black waves.
The masked man's steps were unsteady. Looking at Yan Hongxin, he said, "Impossible. You're lying to me. How could he have entered the Brain Realm?"
Yan Hongxin remained calm. "I've told you a hundred and eighty times. I didn't lie to you."
The masked man still shook his head. "You old bastard must have hired someone to murder him, then planned to fool me into cleaning up your mess. I won't fall for it."
Yan Hongxin suddenly stopped. "See for yourself."
The masked man froze. Inch by inch, he raised his head and saw a tall figure standing at the edge of a distant building, facing away from them as it stood against the wind.
The figure did not move at all, like a guardian statue watching over the entire T2 district.
It was as though a bolt from the blue had struck the masked man. He instantly stiffened like a clay statue.
"I'd recognize that figure even if it turned to ashes!"
"Damn it!"
The masked man's arm trembled as he slowly removed his mask, revealing a dignified, imposing face with thick brows and large eyes. He looked only a little over thirty.
Yet tears welled up in his eyes as he choked out, "That kid... has become a vegetable! Heaven has no eyes! Heaven is jealous of talent!"
His sobs grew louder, his body shaking as he turned his head and said, "Old Yan, this is terrible news! How could anyone in reality possibly hurt Liu Di?!"
Yan Hongxin was somewhat stunned. "Don't get worked up