After walking around through the pavilion and corridor, Trevor Ye stopped halfway.
The shadows of the trees were hazy all around, and strong winds blew through the woods, rustling the branches and leaves. In an instant, dozens of faceless men descended from the sky, surrounded the four sides, and approached the Xie clan.
"What does your Highness the Son of God mean?" The elder of the Xie clan was not in a hurry. He was well prepared. He crushed the jade ring directly. Gray light flashed and popped continuously. In a blink of an eye, twenty men in black robes were protecting the group.
"It's meaningless, let's get started." Trevor Ye ordered.
The air was filled with murderous intent, the atmosphere was tense, and the assassins were approaching.
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