Although the old man didn't seem to be a bad person, Li Huai didn't want to get involved in that unknown world.
Just as Li Huai was about to leave with Ding Cuihua, a chilly breeze unexpectedly struck from behind him, carrying a dense murderous intent.
Li Huai furrowed his eyebrows, thinking that the old man had come after him.
No wonder Li Huai would think like this, as the aura exuded by the other party was strong, giving Li Huai an obvious feeling of oppression, and that old man clearly had the strength to do so.
Li Huai swiftly turned around, but there was no one behind him, and the old man was still sitting alone in the house, drinking. But his gaze at Li Huai had become somewhat strange.
"The Evil God, is he the one you mentioned?"
Suddenly, a shrill voice came from behind.
Li Huai turned around to look, and was shocked to see a man and a woman standing at the door, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.
