See You Again, Yu Wenwen

"Who are you?"

"Are you the master of this ancient castle?"

Jiang Qiao shouted coldly. The muscles in his arm tightened around the axe, while an indistinct green glow shifted beneath his skin. If anything seemed amiss, he would strike without hesitation.

At the same time.

He had already connected with the mysterious piece of iron skin and could teleport away at any moment. The gray light in his eyes flickered as well, and he was ready to turn back time!

This was already the deepest part of the ancient castle. Any evil presence or human who appeared here would definitely be difficult to deal with!

So he was prepared to leave at any moment.

But.

The man kneeling on the ground, dressed like a bishop, ignored Jiang Qiao. In the reflection of the mirror opposite them, his eyes could be seen fixed on an ancient-looking stone slab on the floor.

There seemed to be some words written on the stone slab.

After cautiously approaching, Jiang Qiao found nothing unusual about it. It merely contained some prayers, written in an ordinary foreign language rather than some secret script like the Mo Wen Script.

"So what the hell are you looking at?"

He waved a hand in front of the man's eyes, but still received no response.

"Heh."

Without touching the man again, Jiang Qiao walked past him toward the mirror. He noticed some strange marks on it, resembling imprints left behind by someone striking it.

Just then.

"Don't go over there!"

"Whatever you do, don't touch the mirror!"

"Don't look!"

Someone pushed open a cabinet in the corner of the room. Two people were unexpectedly hiding inside, staring at Jiang Qiao in terror.

But it was already too late.

Not only had Jiang Qiao reached the mirror, his fingers had