Chapter 614 Astral, Return to the Clan
- The moon hung bright, silver light stretching Yulian’s tall, spear-straight figure into a long shadow. He stood there, phone in hand, utterly still.
- No hysteria. No raging roar. Just one warning—cold to the bone, chilling enough to make anyone’s courage crack. Or call it what it was: a threat.
- On the wedding day, rivers of blood will flow.