Beichuan Si couldn't be bothered with Ihui Guangjiu.
He slid the door shut and retrieved from his sleeve something he had just discovered in the ancient manuscripts.
"This is..." Beichuan Si's gaze swept over it.
What was sandwiched between the covers was a vertically-folded letter paper.
This didn't seem to be something very ancient.
Beichuan Si unfolded the letter paper.
On the smooth surface of the paper was a line of striking handwriting.
"I know that I might become Ihui Island's unforgivable great sinner, right? As the chosen witch, I should not hold any confusion about the upcoming ritual."
"But the act Lord Nailuo wishes to do is simply too contrary to reason."
Upon reading this, Beichuan Si's thoughts stirred slightly.
Lord Nailuo?
Could this be referring to Ihui Nailuo?
Beichuan Si continued reading.
