When the footsteps gradually faded away, Lin Bai walked out from the corner. "Judging from the tone of these two people, it seems that the City Lord is not in a good condition, and his condition is getting worse and worse."
"What kind of strange disease is it..." listening to the discussions of Yan Hua and Ren Zeyuan, the two of them were also vague and didn't say anything. It seemed that they were very cautious and didn't even talk about it much.
Looking at the darkness in front of them, even the light from the night pearls on the wall was much dimmer, giving off an ominous and strange feeling, Lin Bai only hesitated for a moment before walking over.
Little Treasure's claws gripped tightly onto Lin Bai's clothes, and its bean-sized eyes stared forward as if it was facing a great enemy. The closer he got to the front, the clearer the roar became.