Standing over top of the sword like a majestic statue, this person had a handsome face with a fair complexion, and he looked in his mid-twenties. His long black hair and sword-shaped eyebrows gave him a dour look, while his dark brown eyes were cold and indifferent.
However, as he looked at Ace's hooded face, naked disdain was brewing in those cold eyes as if he was looking at a bug.
After observing Ace for a few moments, a hint of astonishment flashed past his eyes because Ace didn't speak any word, much less panicked, and like him, Ace was also just looking at him without any intention of speaking first.
He imagined that Ace would panic to see him, even beg to spare his life, but it didn't seem to be the case at all.
Furthermore, the more he looked at the long hood, which seemed like a black hole, the more he felt uncomfortable because he couldn't see Ace's face clearly. But he disdained to use his martial sense on this 'mortal ant.'
