Gao Ming was surprised when the Mountain Lord directly called out his name. He previously didn't know that the Mountain Lord knew Li Sansi, and the difference in their status was as vast as man and dog. One was high above like a blazing sun, the other was as humble and desolate as dust.
"You know me?" Gao Ming's voice emerged from Li Sansi's shell. He slowly put down the camera, his eyes devoid of whites and pupils, only two entirely pitch-black holes. They seemed like windows for the Devil to observe the world, or perhaps gateways to unknown territories.
A dense weave of malicious threads flowed from his eyes, intertwining with the patterns of the Bloody City, creeping over his cheeks, his neck, but sparing his chest.
