By the window of the room, Yun Anan in a fox fur cloak, hands resting on his chin, looked down at the seven black-clad men who had become corpses.,Not long after, Wang the Shopkeeper came in with a few servants and moved the body of the man in black.,Yun Qian Shan looked into Bei Chen Lin's eyes, the words she had almost spoken died in her throat, replaced by something else.。