Paranoid was more than familiar with this kind of cold, sinister feeling.
For the past two hundred years, he had lived with it every day. It was hardly a pleasant memory.
The reason he did not answer Qinghu's question was also because discussing this in front of First One was a little embarrassing.
Mental coldness? Qinghu blinked, about to ask more, when the elevator stopped.
The three walked out of the elevator, descended several dozen more steps, turned a corner, and arrived before a metal door.
Even Qinghu sensed that something was off. She glanced at Qu Jianlei. "?"
Qu Jianlei nodded, and she raised a hand, covering all three of them in Rock Armor.
Paranoid also raised a hand, covering everyone in Gold Armor.
Qu Jianlei then covered the three of them in Wood Armor before secretly instructing Xiao Hu, "Open the door."
The next moment, the metal door slid soundlessly open to either side.
Inside was a spacious room of more than three hundred square meters, somewhat dimly lit.
However, the three had excellent eyesight and immediately saw a bald old man sitting cross-legged at the far end of the room.
If this manor had not been so highly automated, Qu Jianlei generally disliked using doors in battle.
Especially for a room this deep underground, wouldn't it have been better to dive down with earth-element arts and simply open a hole in the wall?
Why face the other party's gaze head-on the moment the door opened, like now?
The metal door made no sound when it opened, but the movement of air caught the bald man's attention.
His drooping eyelids slowly lifted, and an eerie glint flashed through his eyes.
"Fuck..." Paranoid muttered despite himself. "Body Seizure?"
"Not Body Seizure." Qu Jianlei released his Mental Strength and slowly