Lin Wu was startled for a moment, weighing the situation in her mind.
The current situation was not in her favor, and going head-to-head would not be a wise move. Since the man seemed to have no intention of hurting her for the time being, it would be better to leave for now and talk about it later.
Seeing that Lin Wu did not respond, the man took it as a silent consent and turned to walk toward the ice coffin.
He had only taken a few steps when his arm was suddenly pulled.
The man immediately stopped, turned his head, and lowered his gaze to find Lin Wu's hand gripping his.
Then he slowly looked up, his gaze silently inquiring as he stared at Lin Wu.
Lin Wu herself was a bit annoyed.
She did not know why she had pulled on him... perhaps because she really did not sense any hostility from him?
"You," Lin Wu composed herself, looking at the man and said, "who are you?"
