Without waiting for everyone to think much, the man whose face couldn't be seen spoke to himself: "However, that's not important. Since you can see me, it means you're nearing the end, and it's time to hand this key to someone more suitable."
Gu Pingsheng, who hadn't spoken, suddenly asked, "Have we met before?"
The man with the indistinct face was silent for a moment: "In your time, yes."
"What do you mean by in my time?" Gu Pingsheng frowned, puzzled.
"In my time, it'll be a while before I meet you."
He said the words "you."
Not only Gu Pingsheng heard it, but everyone else present heard it too.
What no one expected was that, although the mysterious person spoke like a madman, he was very candid—unexpectedly candid. He said whatever he could, answered whatever he could, without any concealment.
But problems also followed.
"Since you haven't met him in your time, why do you know about this now?" Yu Wenxuan asked.
