Chapter 33.2 Lips Sealed (2/2)
At that moment, even Fang Chu looked at Wu Xingxue with a dubious expression, not understanding this statement.
But very soon they both understood—
Because Wu Xingxue didn’t just straight-up kill Sang Yu; he used Sang Yu’s own coffin nails carved with incantations to drive him into the wall, nail by nail.
And then, he really did follow up on all the names Sang Yu had reported. Through the thick of Zhaoye City’s deep night, he killed them one by one.
Each one, he’d ask just one thing: "Any more?" Anyone else it’s spread to?"
There was an ever-present cold mist in the dream, shrouding all of Zhaoye City, as though it never dispersed all year. Wu Xingxue was in fact unable to distinctly sense his actual frame of mind in the dream.
When he left the last person’s manor, there was a faint light in the sky piercing through the cold fog. He lifted his head to look and half-narrowed his eyes.
He handed that sword back to Fang Chu: "What time is it?"
Fang Chu had followed him the entire night. The moment the sword was handed over, his pupils contracted slightly, subconsciously feeling a slight fear.