Under the majestic gate stood a guard in black, all black, with a pale face. It was impossible to help suspecting that if he entered the gate, he would go to hell.

Rong Jing presented the letter of recommendation with both hands and said seriously, "I'm Rong Jing, the candidate. This is my letter of recommendation. I have something to see the emissary."

the bodyguard didn't change his attitude because of Rong Jing's words. It was cold, like a living dead man.

he glanced at it, saw it was black paper, then took it over, opened it and looked at it, "wait a moment, need to report."

Rong Jing nodded,...