Chapter 1715: Cold Corpse

"Mr. Leach! Where are you going?"

"Mr. Leach! Wait a moment..."

"Mr. Leach..."

Along the way, many disciples called out, trying to stop Michael. 

But he didn't slow down. He rushed out of the palace gates and dashed down the steep Longevity Stairs, his speed unmatched by anyone.

In less than ten minutes, he had descended the stairs.

At the bottom stood a thatched hut perched on a large boulder. From afar, it looked bleak and desolate.

This was Wensley's...