In the wee hours of the morning, the night sky was thick with clouds, and it was not long before a drizzling rain began to fall, muffling the sound of killing gunfire and washing away the winding blood from the castle's long stone steps.

By the time dawn came, hundreds of armed warriors gathered around the castle's main building at the very top.

When Ji Zhehui, who was in a wheelchair in the study, reacted, the wind of killing had already drifted in from outside the main hall, with an irresistible momentum......

The main hall on the top floor of the castle is richly decorated, with unknown totems carved on the beams and pillars, and the marble floor is as smooth as a mirror

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