"Someone is cultivating?" Alex asked himself as he looked inside.
The room beyond the door was a small compact room that could not have been a way out of this place.
Still, Alex forgot about all of what had made him want to open up the door. For now, all he could do was be curious as to what the man was doing here.
'Is he in closed cultivation?' he wondered. 'How long has he been here?'
Covered in a black robe, the man stayed still with no sign of movement. His eyes were closed, and his body slumped.
He looked just like a normal man, maybe even a little handsome with his young look and his handsome face.
Except there was a single difference that made him not look like a normal man.
There were two, skin-colored spikes coming out of the man's forehead, which slanted the more it grew up.
Horns.
The horns were maybe 10 centimeters long at best, but that was enough for Alex to tell what the man was.
