The Terror of Time

"What a strange sight, what a strange sight. It was one thing for an old man to go senile, but why was this little girl standing here in a daze too? Tsk, tsk. Though I, Destroyer Longyin, may not be much of a gentleman, how could I let a little girl freeze outside?" Just as he reached out to support the girl by the chest, a sudden, cold, merciless right hand fiercely clamped down on his wrist!

"What are you doing!"

Ye Liang glared coldly, his large watery eyes fixed fiercely on the old man before him.

"I-I..." Destroyer Longyin stammered as he looked at Ye Liang. He tried to pull his hand back, only to discover that his arm felt as though it had been forged into steel. He could not break free at all!

His old face immediately reddened. "I only wanted to help this girl up. I didn't mean anything else."

"Really?!" Ye Liang demanded, slowly rising from the ground.

Suddenly!

His forehead flashed. He clutched his head and swayed in a daze. "Who am I? Why am I here?" He looked at the man before him, utterly confused.

"No! I'm Ye Liang! My name is Ye Liang! What's wrong with me?!" He looked around again and began surveying the surroundings. Seeing Ye Liang release his hand, Destroyer Longyin immediately pulled back his arm and hid to one side.

"Crazy bastard!"

He hurriedly retreated several steps to prevent Ye Liang from attacking again.

Ye Liang stood there and looked around for a long while, but found nothing. Only after lowering his head to glance at the system's incarnation did he finally snap out of it.

"I wanted to leave this world, but I lost consciousness?" He quickly picked up the system. With a shake of both hands,