C1884 Zhao Zhong's Unconditional Confession!

On the playground, Zhao Zhong's gaze fell upon the blue-faced Sacred One, a welcome sight compared to the dreaded black-faced Black Treasure. A sense of relief washed over him. Anyone but Black Treasure was a good thing in his book. Little did he know, the Sacred One's methods were no less formidable than those of Black Treasure.

The Sacred One's sinister smile bore down on Zhao Zhong