When Meng Qi regained his consciousness, he was in a room with dim light. The room was six or seven feet from east to west, and five or six feet from north to south. A couch was placed beside the wall. A dead man, who left behind a strong and forceful aura, was sitting on the couch. Obviously, he was at least a guru when he was alive.
The hair of the dead man was tied in a loose bun, and his silver hairs were more than his black hairs. There were some deep wrinkles between the eyebrows and at the corner of eyes. However, unlike the dead, his skin was still glossy. He had a mature-looking face with clear-cut features. When he was young, he must have been an exceptionally good-looking man.
At the first sight of the dead man, Meng Qi was a little stunned because he and the man looked somewhat alike. It was as though the man was a middle-aged version of himself.
