Deep in the shadows of the forest, an elderly man in a dark green robe, his hair and beard as white as snow, slowly emerged.
His frame was slightly hunched, his face gaunt, and his sunken eye sockets held a pair of dark green eyes like two cold gemstones, gleaming with a shadowy light.
He strolled along as casually as could be, yet seemed to blend into the gloomy woods around him. A chill that made one's scalp crawl radiated from him, as though merely drawing near would leave you poisoned and rotting.
"Grandpa!" The moment Dugu Yan saw the old man, she ran out from the crowd and dashed toward him like a swallow returning to its nest.
"Ah! My dear granddaughter!" The old man's previously grim face crumpled with joy as she ran to him.
When Qin Ming recognized the newcomer, the tension in his expression finally eased. He clasped his hands in a respectful salute. "This junior Qin Ming pays his respects to Your Excellency, Poison Douluo."
Everyone in the group except Tang Yin seemed to know Dugu Bo as well, and they all bowed in greeting.
Dugu Bo's gaze swept indifferently over Qin Ming. His dark green eyes seemed to exert a tangible pressure, making Qin Ming's breath catch.
Then his gaze passed over Qin Ming and settled on Tang Yin, the obvious new face among the group. He studied him for a moment.
"Oh? Qin Ming, is this lad a new member of your Heaven Dou team? He's got some tricks!"
Dugu Bo's hoarse voice rang out again, curiosity plain in his tone. "That clone just now... was it a Ghost Tiger's Shadow Clone? A three-thousand-year Ghost Tiger Soul Ring? You've got guts! I didn't think he'd actually succeed!"
He had witnessed the entire process