Jiang Dali's towering and robust figure was as immovable as Mount Tai, standing firmly at the doorway. Due to his overwhelmingly imposing build, he almost entirely blocked the entrance, shielding the sunlight from outside and making him seem like a sky-obscuring black cloud. His majestic physique enhanced the awe-inspiring feeling of a mountain that demands one's reverence.
The three people inside the room were all apprehensive and didn't dare to move recklessly. The monk, emitting a bloody aura from head to toe, locked his keen eyes onto Jiang Dali, only feeling that this Black Wind Village Chief's movement technique was as swift as lightning, even faster than expected, leaving him no chance to act as Jiang Dali boldly appeared at the entrance.
"Prince, haven't you already gone to the Imperial Mausoleum? Why have you returned so quickly?"
Zhu Yunwen stared at Jiang Dali, his heart pounding and eyelids trembling wildly.
"Haha!"
