In the void, billions of array patterns were imprinted across the expanse. Countless intricate designs overlapped one another, converging toward the center like a tidal surge and gathering into a vast Altar.
At the summit of the Altar, two figures stood facing each other. One wore a smile at the corner of his lips; the other looked utterly blank.
"Friend, long time no see..."
The words echoed beside his ears.
In his eyes was reflected the smile at the young man's lips.
Beo's originally vacant pupils... abruptly contracted!
Just like this!
Again, just like this!
The exact same opening, the exact same smile—exactly the same as ten thousand years ago...
Last time, when Li Qingshan had suddenly come knocking, he had used the name of "friend" to ask Beo to help him "leak information" to Lang Yu, directly escalating their previous "offense" into a "blood feud"!
And now—
"Friend..."
Beo tugged at the corners of his stiff mouth, forcing out a smile as he shuffled backward.
"After leaking information twice in a row, no matter how stupid Lang Yu is, he can't possibly fall for it again."
"Besides, he hates me to the bone now. He's long wanted to get rid of me as quickly as possible..."
"Friend, you're overstating things."
Li Qingshan shook his head with a laugh. His gaze swept over Beo from head to toe as he gestured.
"Aren't you perfectly fine right now? As long as you're inside the Hall, no matter how furious Lang Yu is, he can't make a move. This time, I came..."
"What do you mean, he can't?!"
Beo suddenly grew agitated. Data Stream surged chaotically all over his body as he loudly cut him off.
"Lang Yu didn't touch you because Vice Hall Master Yi Xing has been guarding the Hall!