C112 Devil Servant Was Killed

On the table rested a memorial tablet, its inscriptions haphazard and rough, seemingly etched by an untrained hand.

A realization dawned on Yang Ying, and he thought, "Could my hunch actually be right?"

Just then, a figure turned around from a corner of the room.

Yang Ying peered closer and noticed the person's hair was in disarray, obscuring their face. Their clothes hung in tatters