C120 (2/2)

Xu Zihao nodded his head helplessly. He knew how strong the scheming and scheming of the Wealthy Class aristocrats were. It was simply impossible for them to unite these people.

”Do you want to destroy the 'soul'?” Xu Zihao suddenly asked.

”Destroy?” Yan Yun laughed as he shook his head, ”Why would I want to destroy my soul?”

Xu Zihao nodded his head helplessly, not to mention that they were the same kind of people, and these were not related to Yan Yun in the slightest, destroying a ”soul” was not even worth it, why would they fight with a ”soul” for this group of unrelated people!

”Let's get down to business!” Yan Yun said with a stern expression: ”Let me see the invitation letter, tell me in detail how those people contacted you during the entire process.”

”Alright!” Xu Zihao got up and took out a black invitation card and a Black Tiger Mask from the hidden compartment under the computer table.

”It happened last week, when I just got out of the hospital... After waking up, there were three Black Man s who appeared in my room. They were all wrapped in black robes and wore a mask like that, so they told me about you and the Great Slaughter of the Demons, inviting me to participate. In fact, I knew that if I did not agree, in order to prevent the secret from being revealed, they would probably silence me … After I agreed to pay, they gave me an invitation and a mask with a time and place on it. ”

Xu Zihao cleared his thoughts, and then explained everything. He then reminded Yan Yun: ”Those people are truly powerful, their methods are strange, and they disappeared from my sight, if not for the invitation and mask on my head, I would have thought that I was still dreaming.”

Yan Yun nodded his head, his hand holding onto the mask, he was carefully pondering in his heart, who was the mastermind, why did he want to kill him, and why did he contact all of his enemies, this was a situation where no leeway was left, could it be that the group of people could not help but appear?

At the same time, Xu Zihao was also secretly sizing up Yan Yun. Xu Zihao was fully aware of the weirdness of that group of people, and they all wanted to deal with Yan Yun, one in the light and one in the dark, but this man's face was still as calm, without the slightest hint of fear. Only at this time did Xu Zihao realize that there was a problem, and that he had never seen any kind of fear in Yan Yun, as though nothing could threaten him.

No matter how strong Yan Yun was, just this temperament alone made Xu Zihao secretly admire him in his heart.

”Put these away properly.” After Yan Yun finished reading, he returned the invitation letter and mask back to Xu Zihao.