Bab 2301: The Third Music Score

Pfft.

The man chuckled. "Yi Ling has been dead for tens of thousands of years. What's the use of mentioning him again? Besides, didn't you not even protect him back then? Why do you have to do such a useless thing now?"

Dugu Mobao's hands on his knees slowly tightened. His jaw was tense, and his eyes seemed to be covered in a layer of frost.

After a long time, he said, "In comparison, what you did was useless, right? Do you think that by nourishing it with the bloodline and essence of the red-gold heavenly phoenix race, you can make Fantasy Divine Hall's bright lamp burn for a long time? If it's not yours, you shouldn't have delusions from the beginning!"

The voice fell silent for a long time before saying, "Whether it's mine or not, you'll know eventually."

…

Recently, the atmosphere in Fantasy Divine Hall had been very unusual.

Nan Jinshu paced back and forth in the room with a conflicted expression.