"Too dangerous?"
The old man smiled, then stood up and looked around.
"What's the reason for the danger you mentioned?"
"I haven't had the time to do anything since I left."
The faint voice lingered in the darkness, becoming more and more ethereal as it spread. It seemed to carry an inexplicable feeling that made people feel cold and cheerless.
"If I give you some more time, I'm afraid it'll be too late..."
In the deep darkness, a woman's voice was heard. At this moment, it was even sharper. Hearing the voice, Chen Heng raised his head and looked forward.
The so-called darkness did not have much meaning to a person like him. He could see everything that should be seen. Therefore, he could clearly see the scene in front of him and the figure standing there.
It was the figure of a woman. She was wearing the same robe as him, which represented the elders of the Red Lotus Society. However, she did not wear a mask on her face.
