C409 Ghost Curse Weapon
One day.
In a certain room of the Zhong family.
"That despicable woman, Mahiru, can she already control the ghosts?"
A young man in a black military uniform had a scary expression on his face.
"Crack!"
The glass in his hand cracked and shattered into pieces.
"Young Master, please calm down."
The blonde girl with a ponytail said respectfully.
She was the third daughter of the three palaces
