In the gloom, a tangible gaze gradually made Huai Shi frown in confusion. He stared at a face he had never seen before, unable to understand why the other party was so agitated.
As if Huai Shi had murdered his father...
"Who was that again?"
Huai Shi turned back and asked Lin Zhongxiaowu beside him, "He seems to know me? Have we met before?"
He began to wonder again whether he had offended too many people. Now an enemy had come knocking, and he did not remember him in the slightest... That should not have been the case. The man was a ruler, after all.
Besides, the guy had quite a distinctive face. It should have been memorable enough.
"Ahem..."
Lin Zhongxiaowu coughed twice and casually adjusted the collar of his wolfskin coat. "Probably for some other reason?"
The vanguard force that the Original Sin Legion had wiped out before had been one of the Wolf Lord Legions under The Wolf-Skinned. In particular, the Legion Commander killed by Lin Zhongxiaowu had been The Wolf-Skinned's blood descendant...
"Oh? Not bad."
Huai Shi stroked his chin in understanding. "I was wondering why this coat had such good craftsmanship. Once Teacher skins him, make a few more. Won't that cover all our winter clothes this year?"
He casually patted Lin Zhongxiaowu on the shoulder.
Then, he smiled amicably at the visitors who had come from afar.
Yet when he looked toward the dark formation on the other side of the rift, the malice in his eyes was utterly different from his gentle expression.
Like an abyss overflowing with darkness, its ferocity was almost spilling out!
A deathly silence fell. As Huai Shi and The Wolf-Skinned stared at one another, an aura capable of making every soul tremble spread outward. Above the towering giant