Bai Yanliang, Song Que and others are in the midst of escaping.
At the shrinking stern of the ship, someone stands quietly.
The sea breeze, both fishy and cold, makes Gu Pingsheng's hair dance incessantly.
He extends his hand and opens his right palm.
A red key lies quietly in his palm.
At this moment... the red key in his palm is emitting a faint glow.
This time in Fog Gathering, the names of all selected individuals are no longer blood red, but ink black.
Others think this might be a signal that Fog Gathering is about to end.
Only Gu Pingsheng and Feng Yiru know that a purely black name... means that in addition to fierce ghosts, there is also a... key in this Fog Gathering.
And it's the Prison Master's Key of one of the Nine Prisons.
At this moment, the Prison Master's Key in his hand, glowing with a faint red light, seems to be resonating with another key hidden somewhere.
Gu Pingsheng takes a deep breath.
This time in Fog Gathering, he shouldn't have been selected.
