Years passed, and Xu Jingming endured the torture of his 'painful emotions' day and night. In the blink of an eye, 200 years had passed since his abnormal emotions erupted.
On a bustling administrative planet, Snake Dragon Planet, in a towering mansion on the top floor of a skyscraper.
Xu Jingming leisurely sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window and held a glass as he watched the gorgeous city night scenery.
Huge layers of clouds snaked up and down, and buildings tore through them. Lights shone, forming refractions on the clouds. Everything was like a dream.
"Master, all the evidence has been gathered, enough to sentence the 73 targets to death." Nine's voice suddenly sounded.
"Mmm." Xu Jingming gazed at the scarlet wine in the glass and took a sip. It's time to reel in the net.
Xu Jingming—who was sitting there—had long enveloped the entire Snake Dragon Planet with his psychic force, instantly locking onto 73 targets!