C189 Duan Yuye Died

With a purple Xuan iron mask on his face and clad in white robes, Duan Yuye moved with a pace that was neither hurried nor slow. His strides conveyed a sense of owning his own universe, as if his steps were unyielding to any force!

It was him! Duan Yuye's eyes narrowed as he spoke,

"Zhang Beichen