Just then, a terrifying aura suddenly descended and locked onto him.
Jiang Chen's scalp instantly went numb, his hair nearly standing on end as an intense sense of mortal danger assaulted his nerves.
"I'm Tang Hao. I want to talk to you." A deep, slightly hoarse voice sounded beside Jiang Chen's ear.
Jiang Chen sensed something and turned toward the street corner. A burly figure stood there, completely shrouded in a black robe.
It really was Tang Hao. He had actually appeared. Jiang Chen's heart pounded wildly.
Could Tang Hao really dare to attack him within Spirit City?
"Come with me." Tang Hao turned around and vanished around the corner, but that aura remained locked onto Jiang Chen, enveloping him in a sense of mortal danger.
It felt as though the moment he turned and ran, that enormous hammer would come crashing down from the sky.
He did not cry out, but followed him despite himself.
Since Tang Hao had not attacked immediately, perhaps he really only wanted to talk. There might still be room to ease the situation.
Moreover, remembering that there was still more than half a drop of Tribulation Lightning Fluid in his system space, he found some confidence.
As long as Tang Hao did not tear him to pieces, he should be able to recover.
Jiang Chen turned the corner and saw Tang Hao a hundred meters away. The other man walked at an unhurried pace without looking back.
One before the other, they walked for nearly half an hour before reaching the edge of Spirit City and entering a rather ordinary inn.
Only after entering the room did Tang Hao remove his hood.
At this moment, he was unkempt, his face weathered by hardship.
Jiang Chen quickly considered the situation. Tang Hao had likely overheard