Qin Huai was taken aback. Since comprehending the king's force, he had never been bested in terms of strength — he had never even met anyone whose power matched his own.
As he stared at the man in front of him, he took in his disheveled red hair cascading onto his shoulders, a scruffy beard contrasted against smooth, fair skin, and a faint trace of charm lingering on his features. This man was peculiar.
Qin Huai mused. Based on his overall appearance, the man seemed around forty or fifty years old, but his complexion and features suggested he was closer to twenty. If not for the beard, Qin Huai would have struggled to determine his gender.
"We're on the same side! Absolutely!" The man waved his hands emphatically, attempting to put on an innocent smile.
"Same side?" Qin Huai looked down to find the man standing on the sea of blood.
