Inhumane

He was shocked.

An image appeared in his mind.

He was an old man with a disheveled face, slightly white hair, and a powerful Spiritual Force.

Four limbs chained together.

When she entered the barrier, she was told not to enter the old man.

A pair of blurry eyes appeared in his mind.

Zhao Shuning held her head.

There, a buzzing sound could be heard.

The old man he had just met was his grandfather?

Zhao Shuning quickly calmed herself down and quietly went outside the room.

Taking advantage of the conflict between the black clothed man and the people inside, Zhao Shuning looked around to see if there were any secret rooms within the Cheng Xun Palace that held prisoners.

During this time, she ran around a lot of places and couldn't help but gasp for breath.

Still, she found nothing else.

By the time Zhao Shuning had returned to the room, the man in black had already been subdued.