At that moment,
Inside the messy room, the fierce old man grimly set down his cellphone.
At his feet, two women dressed in Hua Country's traditional costumes, one in black and the other in white, lay on the ground.
Their eyes were wide open, their necks twisted, already lifeless.
"It's been over a decade, and you seem to be playing quite a game, Tian Ji."
A young man in his twenties, acting as if he was alone, sat next to the fierce old man.
As he spoke, he glanced at the old man's cellphone, "Friend? Pick it up. Why aren't you answering the call?"
The fierce old man ignored him, looking at the bodies on the ground, his voice deep, "Evil Charm, with your strength, it would have been easy to knock them out. Why kill them!!!"
An invisible force erupted from the unremarkable, withered body of the fierce old man.
The young man, feeling the biological force field enveloping him, remained unconcerned.
