Translator: Pika

  Zu An looked towards the source of the voice and jumped in fright.

  A red-haired man was standing there, a domineering expression on his face. He looked at Zu An as if he was looking at livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

  “Chen Xuan! Why are you here?” Zheng Dan frowned and said in a heavy voice.

  This man was obviously Chen Xuan, master of the Blackwind Stockade. He hadn’t expected to see Zu An captured! This really was an unexpected pleasure.
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