What was wrong with Dai Mubai?
Why was he wearing an eyepatch over his left eye? Could something have happened to his eye?
And could it be...
Even Dai Mubai had become one of the "variables"?!
Tang San's heart was filled with uncertainty and alarm. Everything he had seen and heard over the past six years had made him extraordinarily sensitive.
First there had been the mysterious senior brother Xiao Huohuo, then that damned Huo Yuhao who had remained entangled with his beloved Xiao Wu, and many others... including the Martial Soul Hall Holy Son, Scourge of the Undead, Li Ming, who had appeared from who knew where once again and thrown the continent's soul master world into turmoil.
Tang San fell silent for a moment.
Huo Yuhao was in a similar state. Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar "ancestor" before him, his feelings became rather complicated as well.
Fortunately, Huo Yuhao had long anticipated meeting his ancestor Dai Mubai one day. Although his ancestor seemed to have changed somewhat for unknown reasons, things probably would not stray too far from his expectations... right?
Seeing the two fish beside her... ah, no, her two male companions suddenly fall silent for no apparent reason, with strange expressions on their faces, Xiao Wu puffed out her cheeks. She could only step forward alone to face this imposing, tall, blond, one-eyed man.
"Hey! We were here first!"
"So what?"
Dai Mubai did not seem to have a very good temper. After sizing Xiao Wu up and down, his gaze flickered slightly as it swept over several intimate parts of her body. In the end, he put on a deliberately cold expression.
Xiao Wu keenly caught those strange glances from Dai Mubai and immediately flew into a rage.
"You big pervert! Where do you