As the old man's final words fell, a cold gleam flashed through Sikong Jing's eyes, and killing intent surged forth completely.
At the same time... Clang!
Ye Wuzhi had already drawn his sword, pointing it grimly at the mysterious old man. Murderous intent roiled in his eyes. If the old man had merely bared the tips of his fangs before, now he was revealing them utterly and completely.
From beginning to end, the old man had never intended to let them leave the Willow Leaf Sacred Wall alive. Then there was only one choice: fight.
But at that moment, the cold gleam in Sikong Jing's eyes gradually faded. Tugging at the corner of his mouth, he asked, "Senior, aren't you baring your fangs a little too early? Shouldn't you keep giving me some hope first, so I'll continue deciphering it?"
The old man had been pretending to be a good person all along, but the final part had not yet been completely deciphered. Was there really any need for him to bare his fangs right away?
Of course, though Sikong Jing asked this, he understood perfectly well in his heart.
The old man must have found a way to force them to stay. Earlier, he had been wary of Ye Wuzhi, but now he clearly no longer was.
After all, about a day had passed since they entered...
Sure enough, the old man immediately replied, "Of course I pretended to be a good person before because I hadn't yet made something to deal with an Emperor Realm expert. But now that I have, why would I need to keep pretending?"
His expression was exaggerated to the extreme...
Yet after he finished speaking, he discovered that Sikong Jing's expression had not changed in the slightest.
The old man froze at this,