Even the ordinary dungeons, as long as they are associated with Lin Yi, tend to become unusual.
Wanchong Mountain kept mumbling, and Lin Yi didn't interrupt him, instead he sat down on the ground in front of Wanchong Mountain.
He knew very well that even someone as mentally strong as the principal would need considerable time to process the sudden bad news.
About ten minutes later, Wanchong Mountain gradually calmed down.
"That child of Ao Xuan..."
Ao Xuan's death was not unexpected.
Faced with a powerful contractor like Lin Yi, Wanchong Mountain always believed that Ao Xuan could not only have children but also survive.
But heaven didn't grant their wish.
When Wanchong Mountain mentioned Ao Xuan's child, Lin Yi took a dragon egg out of the personal space.
An ornately carved dragon egg with a golden sheen and cloud pattern dazzled Wanchong Mountain, leaving him a bit confused.
"What is this?"
Wanchong Mountain was very puzzled.
