Wang Zhanggui naturally understood the reason behind the matter and said that he would definitely keep his mouth shut and tell those around him not to talk about it.,Yun'an lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.,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.。