The sun was shining fiercely in the air.
In the forest, Daoya Old Man sat on one of the buildings.
He opened his eyes suddenly, made some calculations on his finger, and his face changed slightly.
"Murderous aura in the air. Bale aura in the fate pattern. An inauspicious omen. Could it be an attack from the enemy?"
He mumbled to himself, and his expression turned grave.
After a short hesitation, he came up to Zhou Xuanji. "Danger is coming. Run or fight?" He said softly.
Zhou Xuanji opened his eyes and asked, "How is the enemy compared to Lin Guanyu?"
Now that he was not weak, there was no need to run every time.
He didn't believe that he could encounter people as powerful as Lin Guanyu everywhere on the street.
