41 Forced Towards The Throne!

Qin Yu returned to his bedroom and sat at his desk.

Removing the black leather-bound notebook from the compartment, he scanned the pages.

Leaning back, her fingers knocked on the table unconsciously.

As if remembering something, he groaned.

This was a sentence that was said to almost every disciple.

"To me, your teaching is just a spur of the moment idea. Bring all this despair to a new dawn.'"

This was something that almost every disciple would say.

…

"You are surrounded by despair. Darkness is being expelled from your world…"

The outline of an enormous organization appeared in Qin Yu's mind.

As if sensing something, he continues to whisper: his words whisper; become empowered:

"Since then, I have established the 'Dawn Sect' as a lighthouse to protect you!"

…

Malang City's Detective Bureau. Underground, in the core conference room.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged woman reported loudly: