In front of the An Meng Tomb, the guarding demon cultivator stared blankly at the figure a few steps away. The face was not very clear in the thick fog.
"...Are you serious?" He confirmed again.
Blake Lou hummed, and threw the city lord's order from the air: "I quit, go home, and you can find the mirror by yourselves."
"...?"
It's good. After two years, Cangyan Demon Lord is still a qualified hands-off shopkeeper---That's what it sounds like at first.
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