Chapter 268: Intricate and Unpredictable Patterns

Danger struck, flames struck.

Shi Chun, who instinctively crossed his arms to shield his head, had never dreamed that, as the Master of East Nine Plain, he would capsize in the sewer of all places.

To him, wasn't this just like a sewer? A situation with seemingly no danger had turned into a dead end. It was truly haunting.

Inwardly, he furiously cursed An Wuzhi and Zhu Xiangxin's ancestors for eighteen generations, for his keen eyes had failed to detect even a hint of fear in those two scoundrels. One person not scared was already enough, but the other was also without the slightest hesitation, both of them desperate to this extent?

If they wanted to die, so be it, but the problem was they had dragged him into death as well.

He had been blind, utterly blind.