Bab 109: Chapter 96: The Sword Furnace Finger

The Vermilion Bird Avenue was twinkling like a sky full of stars.

Array patterns, like ancient totems, were branded on the bodies of the giants from the Leize clan, who dragged war chariots for the deities of the vast heavenly court.

This was a meticulously laid trap.

Now, the prey had arrived, the hunters were in place, and the audience had gathered.

It was about to imprison the wildness of the savage wolf, pull out its sharp fangs, and sever its lethal claws.

At some point, a window pane shimmering with array patterns had been silently pushed ajar by someone.

Two pairs of eyes appeared from within.

One above the other.

Both fixated unblinkingly on the situation outside.

"Zhao Rong, you're so heavy, you're hurting me."

"Why do you have to complain about everything?"

"Then you go underneath, I'll stay on top."

"...Do you feel better now?"

"Mhm, it's better... Zhao Rong, what's that thing? It's pressing against me and it hurts~"

"Shh, stop talking."