Shi Ziteng had personally hurried over to this place, yet Shi Hao was still firmly rejecting his request. His face immediately became cold, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.
“There really is always a new generation to replace the last,” Shi Ziteng said. His mood did not fluctuate and still seemed as calm as before.
He was outstanding and almost otherworldly. His black hair scattered down, and his skin was brilliant white. His appearance was truly almost a bit too handsome, giving people the feeling that he wasn’t a human, but rather a piece of art. It was an appearance that one would never forget after seeing once.
Shi Hao’s expression was just as calm as before while confronting him. If he was able to capture the other party, then the true archaic demonic spider might make its appearance.
