# Chapter 8: Found
The night was deep, dark clouds in the night sky half-covered the full moon. For some unknown reason, the moon, only partially revealed, showed a faint blood-red hue, bringing a sense of foreboding.
In the bedroom connected to the office, Su Xiao put down the ancient alchemy text he was reading and looked out the window at the full moon with its faint blood-red tint. For some reason, ever since finishing dinner this evening, he had felt an indistinct sense of unease in his heart.
Su Xiao leaned back in his recliner, preparing not to sleep tonight. In the past, if he had this kind of unease, he would have ignored it. But now, with his Blade Grandmaster skill reaching level 70, plus having invested substantial resources into perception to enhance his own senses, under these circumstances, he wouldn't have such unease for no reason.
The first possibility that came to Su Xiao's mind was that among the six traitors, someone had discovered he eliminated the Abyss Spawn and had sent an assassin. Being watched from afar by an assassin was what caused his current unease. One should not underestimate the instincts of a Blade Grandmaster, especially since Su Xiao had developed three Grandmaster abilities.
Su Xiao leaned back in his recliner, waiting for the assassination attempt to come, while having Baha activate the surrounding defensive devices and continuously monitor for spatial fluctuations. Although Su Xiao was confident in dealing with an assassination attempt, he wouldn't let his guard down because of that.
As for leaving this place to confront the enemy elsewhere, that was even more unsuitable. This was the Twilight Sanatorium, and Su Xiao couldn't think of any other place better suited for him to face the enemy. There was one thing he couldn't figure out though—was the enemy desperate enough to come to the sanatorium to assassinate him?
Just as Su Xiao reached out to pick up the alchemy text on the small table beside him, an overwhelming feeling of drowsiness appeared. The moment this feeling emerged, he took out a spray-inhalation metal vial, bit down on the nozzle, and pressed the spray valve.
Hiss~
Su Xiao took a deep inhale of the mist. Even if he had been hit with enough anesthetic agent or ability to take down a Dragon-Eyed Whale, a large inhale of this mist would suppress the anesthetic effect for at least an hour.
However, the "Goth Mist" failed to take effect. Su Xiao, still leaning in his recliner, fell into sleep. The next second, Baha appeared in the dim bedroom, landing on the top of the recliner's backrest. His eagle eyes, faintly glowing with blue light, scanned the surroundings, sharp enough to make anyone dare not meet his gaze.
As thin mist dispersed, Su Xiao opened his eyes. What met his sight was a scene of utter desolation. Dark clouds filled the sky, a murky setting sun hidden behind them, giving a sense of historical weight and desolation.
The ground was covered in bones, so thick that the earth beneath couldn't be seen. At this moment, Su Xiao was sitting atop a massive mountain made of piled bones. This bone mountain must have been a thousand meters high. Su Xiao, in a withered state, sat at the top of this bone mountain.
Su Xiao raised his hands and found that his hands and arms had withered to skin and bones, with irregular cracking marks on the skin. He looked ahead, where a wisp of mist gathered in front of him, forming a mirror-like surface that reflected his current appearance.
Su Xiao's entire body was as withered as his hands. The centers of his pupils emitted a chilling dark blue light. On his head sat a pitch-black crown.
Beneath his right foot were several crowns stacked together. Among these crowns, some represented the crimson of tyrants, others the decay of death. Each crown represented a civilization.
If viewed from afar, this scene would be quite spectacular—a thousand-meter-high mountain of bones, with a withered figure sitting atop it, stepping on multiple crowns.
Countless beings from various races gathered from the surroundings, kneeling before the figure on the bone mountain.
"Oh? So this is the temptation of the King of Kings?"
Su Xiao raised his hand and grabbed the black crown on his head. Almost simultaneously, all the beings kneeling on the bone-covered ground around him rose, their eyes pitch black. They transformed into dark demon spirits and swarmed toward Su Xiao from all directions, as if intending to tear him apart and devour him alive.
Just as Su Xiao was about to be overwhelmed by the beings from all sides, he tore the black crown from his head with one hand. Instantly, his withered form restored. The surrounding bones and beings were all shattered into dust by a vast shockwave. The next second, Su Xiao truly opened his eyes.
Su Xiao was still leaning in his recliner. Everything around him seemed like an illusion. His body showed no abnormalities and was in peak condition.
The only difference from before was that in his hand, he was now holding a crown—a pitch-black crown that had existed for ages. Its name was the Soul Crown, also known as the Abyss: Original Sin Object!
Su Xiao looked at the Soul Crown in his hand. Clearly, the fellow who had bought the Soul Crown before had likely already died suddenly. Or perhaps that fellow had successfully given the Soul Crown to an enemy, and then the enemy died suddenly.
Whether it was that fellow who died suddenly or his enemy who died suddenly, the time they held out was far too short. Calculating it, the Soul Crown had been sold only about ten days ago.
Aside from this, Su Xiao confirmed one more thing—the ability derived from his Willpower attribute reaching 200 points was truly impressive.
"Fearless Shadow (Passive): Completely negates 'Will Invasion' caused by Original Sin Objects and Abyss Spawn."
What had just attacked was clearly the will invasion that came with the Soul Crown's arrival. If he couldn't negate it, he would have sunk into the illusion of the King of Kings and been controlled by the Soul Crown.
As for the Soul Crown coming to find him, Su Xiao wasn't surprised by this. He had obtained this item from an Abyss Chest. To use a judgmental term, he was the initial awakener of the Soul Crown in this era. After the current holder of the Soul Crown died, this thing naturally came to find Su Xiao—either to give him a painful mask or to encounter another "fated one."
From this, it seemed that Abyss: Original Sin Objects all had this characteristic. At least the Necronomicon had similar traits.
Back then, Shenfu had awakened the Necronomicon in the Abyss Erosion Zone. Later, Shenfu was "killed" by Su Xiao, and the Necronomicon transferred to him.
Logically, the Necronomicon should have gone back to Shenfu, the initial awakener, several times. But the causal connection with Su Xiao blocked it. That is, as long as Su Xiao didn't die, the Necronomicon wouldn't go to Shenfu.
One could only say that the more one analyzed Shenfu's open scheme, the more exquisite it seemed. Shenfu naturally knew that Su Xiao was a Law Destroyer + Hunter, which was why he had himself "killed" by Su Xiao under the premise of giving a great gift. In the Treeborn World, Shenfu seemed to suffer losses throughout, but in the end, he became one of the winners alongside Su Xiao. What was even more marvelous was that the two had been enemies before.
What Shenfu hadn't expected was that Su Xiao could handle the causal relationship with the Necronomicon so delicately. Now, their relationship was such that every time Su Xiao went fishing for evil gods, he had to confirm whether it was a single evil god or an evil god group behind it.
If it was the latter, good. Su Xiao would provide the coordinates and medium, and the Necronomicon would go in for the harvest. Afterward, they would split the proceeds according to the agreed ratio. As for ordinary times, there would be no interaction between them. Su Xiao found the Necronomicon dangerous, and the Necronomicon found Su Xiao to be a Law Destroyer + Hunter.
As for the Soul Crown, its purpose was relatively pure. As long as there was even a slight opportunity, this thing might try to kill Su Xiao. As for the reason, trying to find reasons, purposes, or motives for Original Sin Objects was somewhat absurd. The very essence of their existence was itself an unsolved mystery.
People don't care how many ants they've stepped on, nor do they feel guilty about it. Similarly, Original Sin Objects don't care about the life or death of a single being. As long as some laws of coexistence with it are violated, death is what awaits.
It was precisely for this reason that Su Xiao had never planned to possess an Original Sin Object. Faced with the Soul Crown that had come to find him, his first thought was to send this thing to an enemy—one of the six traitors. This thing was different from the Abyssal Jar. The Abyssal Jar wouldn't kill its holder as long as certain laws weren't violated. Kaisa's awesomeness lay in the fact that this guy had become the law itself, which was why he could achieve unity with the jar.
The Soul Crown was the opposite. The ultimate fate it brought to its holder was only to be seduced by it and then perish.
Su Xiao took out the Abyss Box, placed the Soul Crown inside, and sealed the Abyss Box. Strangely, the fluctuations of the Soul Crown were sealed. This Abyss Box was originally used to trap the Necronomicon. Being able to achieve this wasn't surprising, but there was one thing—this Abyss Box was a consumable item. The longer it sealed the Soul Crown, the weaker its effectiveness would become.
As for making another one, unfortunately, Su Xiao couldn't create this item. The only known person who could make this was Sefeiliya. One could only say, thank Sefeiliya for the gift of the Abyss Box.
The moment Su Xiao sealed the Abyss Box, a ten-centimeter-tall stone statue appeared out of nowhere and crashed onto the floor with a bang, making a somewhat dull sound.
Crack, crack, crack~
A crystal layer climbed up Su Xiao's right hand, wrapping it. He picked up the stone statue from the floor. It was a statue of a figure sitting on a throne, wearing the Soul Crown. The statue was carved vividly, except it had no face. He tried to check the attributes of this item.
[Doom Statue]
Origin: Dark Crown (also known as Soul Crown).
Quality: Doom Object (Secondary Product of Original Sin Object: Dark Crown).
Carrying Effect: While holding or carrying this item in any way, Luck temporarily -25 points, and continuously reduces fortune.
Selling Cost: Your Luck attribute permanently -5 points.
Destruction Cost: Your Luck attribute permanently -12 points.
Transfer to Causeless Person: Your Luck attribute permanently -3 points.
Transfer to Your Enemy: Your Luck attribute permanently +2 points (this bonus can be triggered up to 3 times).
Description: This is an ominous item, but if you can find a way to transfer it to your enemy, then they'll be the unlucky one.
...
Su Xiao placed the [Doom Statue] on the small table, then removed the crystal layer from his hand. The broken crystals fell to the floor, and he used a paper bag from the bedside table to collect all the crystal fragments. He instructed Baha:
"Throw it far away, no, bury it deep."
"Alright."
Baha suppressed a laugh, grabbed the paper bag, and flew off.
Su Xiao looked at the [Doom Statue] on the small table. He felt this item was quite wonderful—of course, that was when it was sent to an enemy's hands.
For so long, Su Xiao had a fairly good understanding of his own fortune. Previously, the Goddess of Fortune had said she had never influenced Su Xiao's fortune and could only slightly affect it when very close. This statement was partly true and partly false.
In Su Xiao's view, there were roughly three ways to influence fortune: 1. Supportive fortune abilities, 2. Items, 3. Combat-type fortune abilities.
First, supportive fortune abilities. These indeed had little effect on a Law Destroyer's fortune. Even if the ability level reached that of the Goddess of Fortune, it was difficult to significantly affect a Law Destroyer's fortune. In this regard, the Goddess of Fortune had lied.
Second, items. This depended on the situation. If the item hadn't been certified by Paradise, its luck/doom effects had little impact on Su Xiao. Law Destroyers had "fortune protection." However, once such items were certified by Paradise, it was a different matter.
Therefore, the Goddess of Fortune had previously said that Fate Dominator was useless before, and only became useful after being imbued with enough strong names. This statement was incorrect. Before being imbued with enough strong names, every time Su Xiao used Fate Dominator, it still had some effect. Sometimes when opening treasure chests, there would even be a flash.
As for the third type, combat-type fortune abilities, Su Xiao couldn't negate these at all. This was because they weren't aimed at his own abilities but at his surrounding environment. It was his environment that made him unlucky in battle, not himself being unlucky.
The good news was that this [Doom Statue] hadn't been certified by Reincarnation Paradise yet, so it couldn't affect Su Xiao as a Law Destroyer. He was already quite unlucky sometimes, so before the [Doom Statue] was certified, its doom compared to Su Xiao's fortune was like a little brother among little brothers.
The bad news was that once Su Xiao triggered the [Doom Statue]'s bonus, it meant this item would be certified by Reincarnation Paradise. If he obtained this item again later, the doom it brought would be especially fierce.
Su Xiao took out [Sacred Serpent Guardian]. The sacred serpent inside the hollow gem suddenly woke up. Seeing Su Xiao, its entire body began to ache. Every time it devoured Su Xiao's doom, it would be inflated into a snake ball. As Baha put it: "This thing looks like a pufferfish that's been pumped with air."
Su Xiao pointed at the [Doom Statue]. The sacred serpent detached from the hollow gem, floated above the [Doom Statue], and began to absorb the doom emitted by this item. Somehow, the sacred serpent suddenly had tears in its eyes. It had been a long time since it had devoured doom so normally. Before, it was always like a balloon being inflated—as soon as it was released, whoosh, the doom filled it up, and then it was tearfully taken back to digest the doom.
Su Xiao's unease had long disappeared. This unease clearly wasn't because of an assassination attempt but because the Soul Crown had come to find him. This made him ponder where he should send the Soul Crown.
Other things aside, just Wude's black skull image—if he wore the Soul Crown, the style would match quite well. But sending the Soul Crown to the Devil Race, this act was too devilish.
Suddenly, Su Xiao had an inspiration. Arcane Eternal Star. How could he forget about them? With his deep "friendship" with Arcane Eternal Star, not thinking of them for such a "good thing" was truly inexcusable.
Due to the exposure of the Holy Flame Alchemist's identity, what Crow Woman had experienced in the Gloomy Continent naturally came to light. Multiple pieces of evidence showed that Crow Woman had only been defeated, not betrayed. Plus, Sefeiliya, the Wind King, had been protecting her side, and Crow Woman was a disciple of the Hunter Guild's Xiao. The probability of Crow Woman being released was at least over eighty percent.
If her strength improved, the possibility of encountering her in a Ninth Rank world wasn't small. There weren't as many Ninth Rank worlds as one might imagine. If that was the case, the Soul Crown would have a place to go.
If this strategy was executed skillfully, Su Xiao would strive to open more Abyss Chests in the future, see if he could get another "Daddy-level" item, and continue sending them to Arcane Eternal Star.
Confirming that the sealing of the Soul Crown was fine, Su Xiao lay down on the bed to sleep. He had already found traces of the Deceiver Biswo. The next time he rested, he didn't know when that would be.
Before five in the morning, Su Xiao woke up due to a message in the team channel. Amu was close enough.
After washing up, Su Xiao embedded several Soul Crystals into the demon space teleportation array pattern on the bedroom floor and activated it in reverse.
Boom!
A dull sound spread, followed by the dispersion of cold air.
"Moo!!"
Amu's roar, carrying seventy percent anger and thirty percent grievance, spread. From entering this world until now, he had been swimming, all the way to the Alliance's port city.
Amu and Beini had been teleported to a relatively far location. This had happened more than once. Beini was fine—entering the world meant the start of a trip for her. But Amu being teleported far away was indeed a problem.
Therefore, Su Xiao had created a reverse teleportation formation, inscribed it on Contract Parchment, and had Amu carry it. The principle of this formation was similar to summoning magic, teleporting the distant Amu to Su Xiao's side.
Bang!
The door was kicked open. Led by Eileen, a group of sanatorium orderlies rushed into Su Xiao's bedroom. These orderlies, who were usually kind and gentle, now revealed their true aura.
"Director, what was that?"
Eileen had come because of the loud noise. Baha stepped forward and fabricated: "Nothing, that was my spatial ability just now."
"Huh?"
Eileen looked at Baha in confusion. After a moment, she said half-doubtfully, "Then don't ever teleport me in the future."
If there was a regret medicine, Eileen would definitely not have said that, knowing she had a jinx mouth.
Since Eileen and the orderlies were here, Su Xiao took them to the first-floor cafeteria for an extra meal. After breakfast, Silver Face quickly walked into the dining room, slightly bowed, and said quietly to Su Xiao:
"Sir, the person has been brought."
"Mm."
Su Xiao stood up and walked out of the cafeteria. Silver Face followed at a moderate distance, maintaining a certain level of alertness.
Among the three members of the assassination team, Su Xiao trusted Silver Face the most. This was related to Silver Face's background. Next was Veronica, and finally Dray. However, each of these three had their own shining points.
After passing through three layers of security at the main entrance, Su Xiao took a car to a hotel half a kilometer away. When the car stopped in the hotel's back alley, a man with slicked-back blonde hair and frameless glasses got in. This was the Deceiver Biswo's lawyer, named Fern.
Inside the car, Su Xiao, sitting in the back seat, spoke: "Thank you for your hard work this time."
"Being able to handle such important matters for the Twilight Sanatorium is my personal honor. But there's a case waiting for me this morning."
"A case?"
"Yes, a financial fraud case. The court in Sotto City will hear it at 10 o'clock. I'll have to hand it over to a colleague."
"No need. Before contacting you, I also found another lawyer, but he doesn't have your professional ability. Let him go to Sotto City in your place."
As Su Xiao spoke, he slightly extended the fingers of his right hand. The next moment, a drop of blood flew out from Fern's sleeve. Fern was completely unaware of this. Blood Spear Grandmaster level 70 was no joke—extracting a drop of blood without leaving a wound was certainly achievable.
"Well... alright."
Fern hesitated for a moment before agreeing. Seeing this, Su Xiao pushed open the car door and got out, instructing Silver Face to take Fern to the sanatorium's branch.
Su Xiao entered the hotel's back door. Just as he reached the back kitchen, he saw Bubu Wang holding a terminal. Although this guy was watching the surveillance feed on the terminal, his gaze frequently drifted toward a nearby stew pot. Seeing Su Xiao arrive, Bubu Wang swallowed his saliva.
"Woof (This way)."
"Did the female fiend show any abnormalities during this time?"
"Woof, woof woof, woof woof woof (Yes, she wanted to escape, but then she didn't)."
Hearing Bubu say this, Su Xiao nodded. Veronica, following behind him, had a face full of question marks.
The group went upstairs and finally stopped in front of a guest room on the fifth floor of the hotel.
"Veronica."
Su Xiao spoke, meaning for Veronica to knock on the door.
Bang!
Veronica kicked the door open, drew her sidearm, and entered with standard tactical movements, finally aiming her gun at the female fiend's head. Don't underestimate Veronica's close-combat sidearm—it was a weapon paired with an Iron-Blooded Sniper Heavy Cannon.
"What's the situation?"
The female fiend, who was enjoying breakfast, was very confused. She didn't understand why they had let her out only to forcefully take her back.
"Who told you to kick the door?"
Su Xiao looked at Veronica.
"You did, sir."
"I told you to knock."
"Eh~"
"Baha, go to the hotel front desk and pay compensation."
After handling this unexpected incident, Su Xiao took a chair and sat opposite the female fiend, tossing a small blood collection vial containing a drop of blood to her.
The female fiend opened the vial, then tilted her head back, opened her mouth, and let the drop of blood fall into it.
"Male cells. This kind of cell memory... a lawyer, huh."
The female fiend picked up a set of men's formal wear that Su Xiao had brought and walked into the changing room. When she, no, when he walked out again, he had transformed into the image of Lawyer Fern—the Deceiver Biswo's lawyer.
Don't think this was just transformation + disguise. This was mimicry, mimicking to the point of being able to obtain the professional knowledge and abilities the other person had mastered through their cells. Of course, overly strong abilities couldn't be mimicked.
This was also why the female fiend had been sentenced to over 10,000 years of imprisonment, locked in the third level of the sanatorium's underground prison. She had once disguised herself as a Grand Councilor and walked into the Parliament building.
"You have two hours to get to Sotto City. Everything you need to do is written here. After it's done, I'll let you freely move around the sanatorium's main courtyard for two hours every week."
Su Xiao never put all his chips on the table from the start. Instead, he first lowered the offer, and at a critical moment, he would make an offer the other party had never imagined.
"Deal!"
With that, the female fiend, disguised as Lawyer Fern, quickly left the guest room.
...
At 10 o'clock that morning, inside the Sotto City courthouse.
The judge sat behind the judgment table. After reviewing the case files, he had basically determined how to rule. At the side table, the clerk was also ready.
There were quite a few people in the courthouse. The defendant was only Biswo. Compared to his previous fear and worry, although his hairstyle was still somewhat messy, the look in his eyes was different now. Just before the trial began, his lawyer had found him and told him that after evaluation, he had some mental issues, which would be key to this trial.
At first, Biswo was very confused. When he heard that he might not have to rot in prison, along with various increasingly pleasant-sounding related Alliance laws, Biswo's crushed hope reignited. He immediately asked what the best outcome would be. When he heard Lawyer Fern say he might undergo treatment in a sanatorium for a long time, Biswo almost stood up and laughed a few times in excitement.
"Order in the court."
The white-bearded old judge spoke. His aura made people instinctively dare not oppose him.
After the old judge announced the start of the trial, the lawyers from both sides began presenting evidence and subsequently arguing their cases. The audience held their breath and listened. Most of them hoped that Biswo, this shameless fraudster, would be thrown into prison and rot there.
The trial continued until nearly noon. After hearing all the statements from both lawyers, the old judge announced:
"The court..."
"Wait."
The female fiend, disguised as Lawyer Fern, spoke. This made the old judge suspicious. At such a time, the defendant's lawyer couldn't interrupt his pronouncement.
"Your Honor, please look at these."
Lawyer Fern handed a file folder to the jury officer, who then passed it to the old judge. The old judge glanced at Fern but ultimately opened the file folder.
What the old judge first saw was a mental evaluation certificate. Seeing this, he knew today's trial wouldn't be simple and couldn't follow the normal procedure. The seal at the bottom of this evaluation certificate was from the Twilight Sanatorium and the Hunter Unit.
The deeper he read into the documents, the deeper the old judge's frown became. Finally, he began to scrutinize the Deceiver Biswo and asked in a somewhat uncertain tone:
"Are you sure you signed this mental evaluation certificate and other documents yourself? Are you sure you want to go to the sanatorium?"
"I am absolutely sure."
The Deceiver Biswo spoke decisively. Although what he heard wasn't a sanatorium but a mental institution, no matter where, as long as it wasn't the Sotto City prison, it was fine. He was just a fraudster, deeply afraid of the violent criminals in prison.
"Well then."
The old judge looked the Deceiver Biswo up and down again. As a judge for decades, this was truly the first time in his life he had seen someone voluntarily request to go to the Twilight Sanatorium.
"This court declares that Biswo, due to mental illness, is sentenced to the Twilight..."
Before the old judge could finish speaking, the audience erupted in noise, clearly dissatisfied with the verdict for the Deceiver Biswo.
Amid the clamorous shouts and the banging of the gavel, the Deceiver Biswo was escorted away by two guards, directly out through the main entrance of the courthouse.
An armored prison van stopped. Under the Deceiver Biswo's astonished gaze, the back door of the van opened. He was pushed in by the guards, and then the orderlies on the van took over, skillfully cuffing him to the seat.
Only when the prison van started moving again did the Deceiver Biswo have time to see his surroundings. There were over a dozen prisoners in this van. Some wore exaggerated heavy shackles, others were locked in special cages. The most extreme one had his limbs firmly fixed to an armor plate with heavy shackles, wore a muzzle, and had both eyes covered.
At this point, the Deceiver Biswo finally felt something was wrong. He secretly glanced at the prisoner sitting next to him. The other person's face was covered in scars, one eye sewn shut. Seeing this person, the Deceiver Biswo's scalp went numb. This was none other than the recently arrested Butcher Siba. He had even read related newspaper reports.
Looking at the Butcher's treatment, he seemed to be one of the more lightly restrained prisoners on this van, much better off than the one wearing the muzzle.
"Are you... the Butcher arrested recently?"
"Huh? Oh, I guess so."
The Butcher smiled blankly. Looking closely, he was trembling.
"Are we going to the sanatorium?"
The Deceiver Biswo swallowed as he asked this, trying to moisten his dry throat.
"No, we're going to hell, hahahaha."
The Butcher laughed hysterically, tears and snot flowing together. This kind of perpetrator was just a small fry in the Twilight Sanatorium's underground prison.
The prison van didn't stop until three in the afternoon. When the orderlies opened the door, they unlocked all the shackles and restraints. Here, these criminals couldn't cause any trouble.
The Deceiver Biswo watched the Butcher being helped off the van by two orderlies. His own legs began to feel weak. Trembling slightly, he got off the van and, under the watch of the orderlies behind him, walked step by step between two chain-link fences. The path was about five meters wide. Behind the chain-link fences on both sides stood prisoners in prison uniforms.
Among them were members of the Ghost Tattoo Gang covered in ghost heads, perverted murderers, even cult members, and even more terrifying than cult members—members of the Dark God Cult with black circular emblems on their foreheads.
At this moment, these people stood behind the chain-link fences on both sides, some with gloomy expressions, some cold, some with ambiguous smiles. The scene was quite noisy, with all kinds of shouts and obscenities filling the air.
"Silence."
A voice came. The Deceiver Biswo noticed that after the man standing on the steps below the building opposite spoke, the criminals behind the chain-link fences on both sides fell silent as if muted. No one dared to speak anymore. This was unparalleled intimidation and authority.
The Deceiver Biswo looked forward and saw the man standing in front of a group of orderlies and psychiatrists, looking at him with a smile on his face.
Su Xiao looked at the Deceiver Biswo a few meters away. There was no doubt that getting this traitor to the Twilight Sanatorium was the best strategy. Su Xiao stood on the steps, looking down at the Deceiver Biswo below, and said:
"Welcome to the Twilight Sanatorium, Mr. Biswo."