บท 1190: Hermit

To Xia Pingan, ever since he became a Summoner, he had not enjoyed a peaceful life for a very long time. To him, such a life was just an extravagant hope.

The life that he had never dared to imagine had unexpectedly become a reality in a place like Sin Demon City, which was the center of attention.

Ever since he came to Sin Demonic City, Xia Ping 'an's days in Sin Demonic City had become especially leisurely. He was simply like a hermit living in Sin Demonic City.

In the entire Evil Demonic City, everyone wore a mask in public. Everyone followed the unspoken rules here. They did not ask about other people's identities, nor did they expose their own identities. Such a place made Xia Ping 'an feel at ease here.