Chen Yi walked out of the Marquis Mansion.
The entire Duke Jingye Mansion was silent, with only the faint sound of wind bringing the lanterns to sway.
The two lanterns at the entrance shone brightly, not only clearly illuminating Chen Yi but also making the shadow wall representing the Zhou family's legacy clearly visible.
The Zhou family ancestor, who fought with the previous Emperor Wei a thousand years ago, brandished a spear and fought bloodily, appearing inexplicably tragic under the reddish glow of the light.
Chen Yi looked back, the coldness on his face dissipating, leaving only a calmness.
Not only was his expression calm, but his thoughts were also calming down.
Chen Yi scrutinized the shadow wall, and after a moment, he suddenly flicked his finger, and two streaks of silver-white sword light crossed and slashed.
With a rumble, the shadow wall shattered and collapsed.
