The Great Devouring

Black gas constantly churned and shifted, eventually transforming into streaks of pitch-black text. Ancient and weathered, it was imbued with the weight of time.,Liu WuXie's face darkened, but he couldn't find a way to refute it.,"Rest assured, you won't be shortchanged one penny. I, Xu Yilin, guarantee it. Within three days, the compensation will definitely reach your hands."。