Chapter 65: Night Encounter in the Bamboo Forest

Li Yunzi's sculpture and portrait, it's unknown which master crafted them, amazed countless people in the Ancestral Dragon City and kindled the springtime fantasies of many young men, even leading to the emergence of obsessives like Luo Xiao with their twisted psyches.

Lei Feiming was just one of them.

Unlike those who merely satisfied their curiosity and fantasies, each of his collected portraits was dignified and holy, like a frosty and immaculate Celestial Maiden, devoid of those unspeakable versions circulating in the market.

It was apparent that, in his heart, Lei Feiming had enshrined someone as a supreme faith.

With that, murderous intent began to coalesce within him.

After sparing his life—now reduced to a broken man—Zhu Minglang stepped out of the room and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

How many more people like this were there in this city-state?