He had long black hair that reached till his shoulders and sharp eyebrows just like a sword. On his waist, he had a belt and strapped on that belt was a sword. Even though it was sheathed, Yang Chen could still feel its powerful sword aura.
"Sure enough, if you lay out a trap, the rat is sure to bite" the middle aged man spoke.
His eyes which were still glowing even in the darkness of the night were precisely locked onto his position.
"Now this is amazing, even though you are just standing there, your presence is hidden so well that even I might have missed you" the man muttered.
'He sees me' There was no longer any confusion left, Yang Chen was sure that this person could perfectly see him.
"Why are you standing there gawking? Run!! He is a Battle Overlord, you are no match for him" Amon shouted in alarm.
BANG… immediately, Yang Chen activated Ghost Steps and blitzed out of the city.
