"What about tonight?" Xiao Lin already knows that the hawk wants Lin Ye to kill the overlord tiger, so she asks. This is the business of the day, and there can be no surprises. The mountain hawk's intention is clear, the overlord tiger must die in the east city entertainment.

"I'll go myself." Lin Ye said calmly. He doesn't trust anyone to go about it. First of all, the power of that bushel is extraordinary. Others are afraid that they can't take it down. On the other hand, only when he does it himself can he rest assured. After all, it's about Wenting's fate. Which dream, the dream of Blood...