Location: The Castle of Raging Fire.
Inside a well-built and spacious room, a cloud of cigarette smoke swirled. Three men with gloomy faces were sitting silently on a luxury sofa. Next to them was a tea table, and there was a pack of cigarettes on top of it. The package of the cigarette was crumpled, and there were only a few cigarettes left inside.
"Big brother. Is it possible that the fire messenger is…?" A fat man who weighed at least 200 kg broke the silent. He seemed to be very worried.
"No!" The castellan of the castle of Raging Fire Lei Ming suddenly clenched his fists and stopped the fat man. The cigarette that was in between his fingers was instantly snapped into half, and his eyes glinted with anger. His left hand was injured by the ice race's flying machine during the escape. If he had not dodged in time, he would have lost his entire arm.
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