Taking a deep breath to suppress the panic in his heart, Dugu Liang finally spoke slowly: "I don't know which friend has arrived here?" The newcomer's strength was too overwhelming, so much so that he dared not move rashly, but asking was no big deal.
"Want to know? Then turn around and see for yourself." No one expected such an answer to Dugu Liang's question, and the newcomer's tone was extremely relaxed, as if he had no intention of putting much pressure on Dugu Liang and the others.
The person asked Dugu Liang to turn around, but Dugu Liang couldn't turn around. It wasn't that he didn't want to see who the person was; he was simply too rigid to turn. The pressure from behind him was immense, so intense that he couldn't control his body at all.
"Don't you want to know?" The voice suddenly appeared next to Dugu Liang's ear, very close, very close.
