"We finally meet again, Rusty Lion."
On the arena platform, the red-robed Left Guardian, who was none other than Devil Master Tianxing, stood with his hands behind his back, smiling as he gazed from afar at Xu Taiping, who had just stepped onto the platform.
Though they were far apart, his voice still reached Xu Taiping's ears clearly. Presumably, he had used some means of transmitting his voice.
"Lord Left Guardian, was it worth making such a grand spectacle for someone as insignificant as me?"
Xu Taiping raised his head and glanced toward Devil Master Tianxing, his tone full of helplessness.
The reason he had not addressed him as "Devil Master Tianxing" was that the Mysterious Wasteland Tower's rules forbade them from revealing their specific identities or anything about the world outside the tower before its inhabitants.
"Though we still cannot confirm your precise identity, Rusty Lion, we already have several suspects. And whichever of them you are, it was worth it."
Devil Master Tianxing rested his hand on the saber hilt at his waist, his gaze icy as he looked at Xu Taiping.
At these words, Xu Taiping's brows immediately furrowed slightly.
Though he knew it was only a matter of time before his identity was exposed, it still came as something of a surprise that the Nine Abysses in Mysterious Wasteland Heaven had noticed him so soon.
"Perhaps every one of your suspects is wrong, Lord Left Guardian."
After only a brief moment of distraction, Xu Taiping smiled calmly again and said:
"After all, I truly am an obscure nobody."
The red-robed man's answer to Xu Taiping was the icy killing intent pouring out of his body.
Boom!
The Gang Wind stirred up by his intense killing intent swept across the entire platform, accompanied by an ear-piercing whistle