Goodbye Again, Bei Bei! The Mission Begins!

Hearing the voice ring out from inside the room, the Soul Douluo who had been about to attack hurriedly stopped. His expression went stiff, and he quickly withdrew his hand, terrified he might be a moment too late.

Huo Yuhao followed the direction of the voice and looked toward the house, where he saw a figure step out through the door.

The figure wore a suit of black armor, carved with savage dragon patterns and faintly emanating Soul Power fluctuations. It was clearly a suit of Soul Tool armor.

He had short black hair, a sturdy build, and a tall frame. A black iron mask covered the upper half of his face, making his features hard to see, but from the skin that was exposed, one could tell the figure was not old. He should have been a young man around Tang Ya's age. Yet behind that iron mask was a pair of cold, blood-red eyes. There was not the slightest emotional ripple in their depths, but anyone who met his gaze would instinctively feel uncomfortable. Moreover, the young man radiated an aura that made one shudder.

As Huo Yuhao sized up the young man, the young man actually ignored everyone else as well and fixed his gaze on Huo Yuhao. It was as if Huo Yuhao held some special attraction for him.

The young man felt that Huo Yuhao was inexplicably familiar, yet he did not remember knowing Huo Yuhao. Soon after, however, those feelings of familiarity and curiosity were suppressed by a surge of blood-colored power. A blood-red light flashed through the young man's eyes, making him return to that icy appearance once more, and he also withdrew his gaze from Huo Yuhao.

After the young man walked out of the room, everyone around him, including the two