"Never would I have thought that Zuo Guanglie, like myself, would die in such a desolate backwater..." The man in the flame robe shifted his gaze, taking in his surroundings. With a hint of bewilderment, he asked, "What is this place called",Gongyang Bai and Mo Jingyu looked at each other, both seeing immense shock in the other's eyes.,He carefully removed the piece of flesh that was wedged in the bottle's opening and peered into the bottom.。