Ancient Xi

Catastrophe erupted, it was the end of the world.
Survivors were surrounded by the impregnable wall, a new order was established...
The desire for power, faith, and darkness pervaded each other, layer upon layer of brands imprinted in every corner of the heart.
The virus wreaked havoc, were these humans' true colors?
"I unexpectedly survive, I want to live." –Du Dian

Dark King

NightinWolf

 Old Fulin was startled a bit as he heard the voice. He slowly turned towards the dark corner of the room. There was thin figure by the safe. 


    "I'm afraid you will be disappointed if you want to steal it." Fulin's eyes turned cold as he slowly put down the magnifying glass.


    "No need to call the guards. I assume patriarch is smart enough for that." Thin figure laughed.


    Fulin replied: "Your skills should be no less than a regular knight if you were able to sneak into my castle without a notice. I keep the dogs and I'm aware of their capabilities. Even if I called them over, you will have sufficient time to kill an old man like me and go away. Well, since you are here then there is something that you want to talk about?"


    The person came out from the shadow with a shallow smile on his face.: "Three years have gone by. Does patriarch still remember me?" 


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