Chapter 401: The Film King Strikes Again, the Old Creep

At this moment, Matsu Floris stood there, completely still, his face devoid of emotion, as if he'd lost his soul and become a mere corpse. From the outside, he appeared like a lifeless shell. Inside him, Matsu's spiritual consciousness gathered. It hadn't yet reached the depths of his mind, and his spiritual body was still scattered in other parts of his body. The condensed form of Matsu's spiritual consciousness showed a face full of shock and fear, his delicate features pale, as he gaped in shock...