"Old Zhang! My friend Han Shanshan has gone missing! The Aristocratic Clan wants to use her to fill the Blood Cloud Coffin. See if you can communicate with them!" I called Zhang Dongliang. [Burning^Text^Bookstore]
Zhang Dongliang's voice was a little hoarse. After coughing for quite a while, he said, "Han Shanshan? The little girl from the Han Household, right... Her father said she was seriously ill. So it was to fill the coffin? Those beasts... cough, cough. They made such a stir earlier, and now they're going to get serious? Cough, cough, cough."
"Old Zhang, the Blood Cloud Coffin is important, but you still need to rest." I sighed. Zhang Dongliang's health had been declining badly lately. For the Blood Cloud Coffin, he had truly risked his old life this time. He could drop dead at any moment.
"I'm not dead yet. I still have to keep an eye on you. I won't let you... cough, cough, do anything reckless! I'll communicate with them and find out what the Aristocratic Clan is really up to! This isn't what we agreed on before." Zhang Dongliang hung up coldly after saying that.
My heart was frantic with worry. The Aristocratic Clan had gone mad, and they had even kept the authorities in the dark. To dare do something like this, everything was because that scheming old fox Zhou Shan wanted to take an unorthodox path!
Watching Han Shanshan talk to me in the video, still bouncing around energetically, I sat down on the sofa in the main hall and could not help smiling bitterly. At a time like this? A knife was already pressed to her neck, yet this girl could still be happy?
I anxiously thought of a countermeasure. The Aristocratic Clan had gone completely insane this time. For the sake