The old man's attitude was very respectful. At first glance, he didn't look intimidating, nor was he eye-catching.
Heka only saw Pei Qian raise his hand slightly. He didn't say anything and only gestured to the old man.
Heka saw the old man respond and turn around to smile at him. Even though he had seen many people before, he was still shocked by the old man's smile.
The old man's smile was indescribably terrifying. Before he could say anything, he saw the old man take out a small knife as thin as a cicada's wing from the wooden box he carried with him.
All of this happened too quickly. By the time he understood what the other party wanted to do, more than half of his companion's cheek had been cut off…
However, this was different from the cruelty he had imagined.
The old man was quite fast, and his movements were very stable. The thickness and size of the flesh under each blade were the same, like fine fish scales…
