"So it really is a True God... Luo Yuan?" Above North Mountain Lake in Ban City, Yin Le finally confirmed the identity of the Amaterasu Order powerhouse. At the same time, she was greatly startled by the man who had just descended onto the wasteland.
For most people in the Inner World, Luo Yuan had not been in their sights for long. What had truly left a deep impression was the incident half a year ago, when he had attempted to assassinate Ouyang Chen and Ronan in Xia City at the same time.
Yin Le turned to look at Ronan's reaction. Sure enough, he frowned. "What's he doing here... I need to pull back the sensory network some more."
"Huh?"
The already distorted and turbulent image of the wasteland before Yin Le abruptly pulled into a long shot and became even blurrier. It felt as though she had suddenly gone from panoramic Virtual Reality back to conventional camera footage.
This was undoubtedly Ronan's deliberate choice, showing just how much importance and wariness he attached to this man.
Yin Le had no choice but to follow Ronan's perspective and observe Luo Yuan from afar. To be honest, she could not make much out merely by looking from a distance. She only saw that the man maintained a smile throughout. The lines of that smile formed distinct muscular contours, yet also carried a stern quality, combining into a unique emotional tension.
Yet very quickly, Ronan's viewpoint shifted away from Luo Yuan and instead lingered more on Horned Demon, Jing Xin, and Fei Long. It strayed far from the heart of the event, practically the worst kind of directing, and made Yin Le, the "viewer," distinctly uncomfortable.
Well, what made her most uncomfortable was probably Ronan's way of thinking—this conventional camera-style observation precisely