Qin Yi walked quickly out of the bar. The outside air was refreshing. Under the brightly lit and bustling street, a bitter smile flickered at the corner of his mouth.,In this lawless and desolate realm, the ones who control the spatial order are the strongest Ghost King and the ancient sects from Hell.,"With eight years left, crushing the Yan family is more than enough!" Qin Yi's face broke into a proud smile, showing no trace of despair.。