Demon Suppression Cave.
Upon the altar surrounded by eight demon-locking pillars, Bai Susu's smile faded, and her star-bright eyes turned utterly icy.
The next moment, light flashed before the altar, and an old man in plain clothes abruptly appeared.
He looked exceedingly aged, his hair and beard entirely white, his body slight and his face withered, as though a gust of wind could knock him over.
Yet the old man's eyes were bright and spirited, holding both the wisdom tempered by time and the innocence of a child.
He possessed a peculiar bearing wholly unlike that of ordinary people!
The plainly dressed old man held a cane of withered vinewood. He swept his gaze around, quietly furrowing his brow.
Then he respectfully bowed to Bai Susu atop the altar. "Greetings, Senior."
Bai Susu lightly raised her slender hand and brushed aside the strands of hair hanging over her forehead. "What is it?"
The old man smiled faintly. "This junior noticed that the Eight Lock Demon Suppression Array seemed to have been disturbed, so I came down to take a look. I have disturbed you, Senior; please forgive me."
Bai Susu said lazily, "Then look."
The old man shook his head. "No need."
He had already examined the place and found nothing out of the ordinary.
After hesitating briefly, the old man asked, "Senior, have you been well lately?"
Bai Susu laughed. "You needn't test me. Since I agreed to cooperate with you, I will not go back on my word. Do you think I don't want to leave this damned place?"
The old man said apologetically, "This junior was overthinking things!"
"I've always been curious..."
Bai Susu turned her face slightly, an unusual glimmer flickering in her eyes. "You were born with a seven-aperture exquisite heart, and you are close