After a while, the figure in front of Yun Luofeng gradually became clear. It was a handsome man. His hair was tied up with a blue ribbon, and he looked gentle and graceful.
"I don't know how many years it's been, and I don't know who's here, but I don't mind telling you my purpose." The man smiled, but his handsome face showed the vicissitudes of life.
"You must think it strange that I hid my last words so secretly. That's because those who can find this place are not necessarily disciples of our Evil Monarch Mansion, but the one who would bury me must be a disciple of the Evil Monarch Mansion! So, if you can get out alive, I will make you my successor!"
The Evil Monarch Mansion?
Yun Luofeng raised her eyebrows. Why had she never heard of this power?
