"Do you know why I appeared here?"
Yamada Miki's sudden question made Lin Yi's heart sink instinctively.
He looked at the calm-faced Yamada Miki in front of him with uncertainty, which made Lin Yi think of a chilling possibility:
"Is it because of me?"
Indeed.
Yamada Miki continued:
"Sorry, I haven't been able to contact you these past days."
"So I had to draw you out this way."
"However..."
At this point, Yamada Miki's eyes seemed to see through one's soul, staring at Lin Yi, he said:
"It looks like you've encountered something unusual."
"Can you tell me where your true form is now?"
"Why can't I sense even a trace of your essence?"
Being looked at by Yamada Miki with such a gaze suddenly sent chills down Lin Yi's spine.
But when he thought about facing Samson, who had lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, Lin Yi felt relieved.
Faced with Yamada Miki's question, Lin Yi joked:
"I didn't expect there are things you wouldn't know."
