"Why should I fear you? You can't kill me," Xiao Ziyu said bluntly, revealing no surprise or concern.
As he spoke, Su Chen's expression didn't change.
But Lan Dingtian's scalp tingled with horror!
He was utterly terrified.
Xiao Ziyu already noticed the existence of the Old White-Eyed Man? Even so, was it insignificant? Damn it! Lan Dingtian was petrified, horrified, his previous only reliance, hope, and expectation was that the Old White-Eyed Man would intervene at a critical moment.
But now... With Xiao Ziyu's words, hope was extinguished, casting him into Hell.
At that very moment.
"Boy, apologize to the opponent. You are no match for her. Far from it. I am locked by someone, and they're not weaker than me. I can't help you." The Old White-Eyed Man's voice reached Su Chen, heavy with gravity, "If the green hills remain, there will never be a loss of wood."
Indeed, the Old White-Eyed Man had always been hidden, protecting Su Chen.
