Cao Xing sensed the auras appearing near the territory and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"These people have arrived. It seems tonight's plan can be carried out."
He then turned to the Dwarf blacksmith and said, "Harold, keep working."
"I have something to take care of first."
Harold bowed slightly. "Yes, my lord!"
Then Cao Xing passed through the forge and left the Blacksmith Shop.
Rusi was already too choked up to speak. She could only keep shaking her head as tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.
She did not know why she was reacting this way. She guessed that perhaps she truly hated weak and incompetent people.
"My name is Lei Er. I'm Lei Yi's cousin, and I belong to the Imperial City Shadow Division. As for my duties, I do some secret work in the Land of Death. As for what exactly that is, I don't think you need to know. Besides, knowing too much may not necessarily be a good thing," the finely dressed man said with a smile.
After leaving the prince's residence, the sun shone brightly overhead, while her heart ached fiercely. She finally understood what it meant for things to remain while people changed. But if love brought so much cruel sorrow, why did people still choose to love?
"Ji Qing? What happened to Ji Qing?" Mengzhu knew Ji Qing drank heavily. Could something have gone wrong from his drinking?
In the human world, anyone who possessed a spatial artifact was a leading figure in some major faction. Moreover, the spatial artifact did not actually belong to them; they merely held it in temporary custody. Once they stepped behind the scenes, the artifact would definitely have to be handed over. It was impossible for them to keep it for life.
"Hehe." Venerable Hun said nothing,