Lin Chen was just about to set off for the Kunlun Mountains when a dark figure appeared in front of him.
Upon closer inspection, he found that the person standing in front of him was actually an old man. He was wearing a cloak and appeared particularly gaunt, though his eyes were exceptionally bright.
Moreover, his face had several quite obvious scars, and his right hand had already been cut off by someone. He stood before Lin Chen, extending his only left hand to block his path.
"May I ask where the gentleman is planning to go next?" The old man in black clothing looked curiously at the young man before him.
"I see no need to explain this to you, get out of the way." Lin Chen coldly replied.
"I assume you are planning to go to the Kunlun Mountains to wipe them out, correct?" The old man quickly stated his purpose, but Lin Chen remained unfazed upon hearing it.
