Behind him.
The place where he rested.
At this moment.
An Asian young man was sitting, smiling at him, holding a white porcelain cup, drinking tea. He seemed to have been sitting for quite a while, yet it was surprising he hadn't noticed.
"Where are the people?"
Are they all dead?
Tuoyin was already cursing in his mind. A living person appeared behind him, the attendants didn't move, the bodyguards didn't move, what were they doing standing there like that, showing off their stance?
Bastard.
"Come here."
Tuoyin shouted loudly.
Unfortunately.
A few seconds later.
Hoo hoo...
A gust of morning wind blew, chilly and awkward, no one moved, all remained as they were. Seeing this, Tuoyin started to panic, unable to command his men, could it be a collective betrayal?
"Move?"
All the bodyguards and attendants felt bitter.
They wanted to.
