Li Tianming had also blended into the crowd. He gave Prince Ye several more looks, then silently followed the others away. Only after they had completely vanished into the yellow sand and ruins did Li Tianming ask Fengting Linwan, "Sister Wan, did you notice that Prince Ye seemed a little different?"
"What could be different about him? He should just be like that. It's only the environment here that makes him seem more... imposing," Fengting Linwan said.
"Is that so?" Li Tianming pursed his lips.
"Don't overthink it. It's fine." Fengting Linwan paused, then said, "I think Prince Ye should be at the entrance and wouldn't follow us in... Ah!"
As she spoke, a grayish-black figure sat inside a ruined tavern ahead. He sat there woodenly, holding a wine jug. What poured from the jug was something like mud, flowing into a wine cup.
It was Prince Ye. He raised that cup full of muddy sludge, and then... drank it. Drank it...
Everyone's eyes went wide. This was the Guan Zizai Realm. Who knew what sort of galactic sludge Prince Ye was drinking in the real world?
Watching Prince Ye sit there alone and drink alone, everyone hurriedly stopped. Their hearts turned ice-cold, for this scene seemed even stranger than the last.
They could vaguely see half of Prince Ye's face. It appeared to be a mutilated face, riddled with pits and hollows, exposing grayish-black flesh, as though someone had peeled away a layer of skin.
Even with fifty people gathered together, they could not help huddling close, their hair standing on end.
"Greetings again, Prince Ye..."
Following Fengting Linwan, the group saluted Prince Ye once more, then silently passed him and continued onward.
The Yu Ruins truly were vast. Once they ventured deep inside, they had already completely lost