unparalleled sword sovereign

Yin Deng imprisoned

Yin Deng could be seen in his room. His door is closed, and he's standing near the window.

It's a long, rectangular room with a big attached bed at the side. The walls and floor all have dark brown paneling, and the windows are made of thick glass panes. There are no curtains to block out the light from outside.

The lights inside dimly glow as if it were already late at night, but only the one near Yin Deng's bed remains lit up. And this must mean that the other two lamps have been switched off already.

He seems to be staring intently into space. He looks like he might have just woken up.

"Now that Yin Yang's father has become the clan master, there is no doubt that Yin Yang will trouble me," Yin Deng said to himself.

At this moment, a noise suddenly came from the other side of the wall. Someone was knocking on the door.

"Who is there?" Yin Deng asked coldly.

There was a silence for a while before a voice answered him. "It's me."

"What do you want?" Yin Deng replied with irrita