"Vicente Fuller!" The old man shouted, while Vice had one of his hands around the old man's neck, pressing against his throat.
"Just as I thought, you know me," Vicente muttered with a smile on his face as his pentagrams appeared around his right hand, quickly sealing the cultivation of the old Congregation of Revelation member.
"Who are you, old man? What are you doing here?" He narrowed his eyes and began his interrogation.
Seeing this, the red bear immediately realized that Vicente was a problem and ran away without looking back.
The old man saw this and cursed the creature that had brought this human-shaped monster to him.
"Tsk! I'll never answer..."
Vicente squeezed the old man's neck harder when he saw such a person didn't want to cooperate, before he used one of his powers from his first magical form, capable of influencing minds.
