The big guy in black was seeing Gox show such an expression for the first time: grave, excited, nervous, eager to try.
As for Gox herself, this was also the first time she encountered such an enemy.
Almost at the moment of meeting, her intuition told her she had come across a terrifying opponent.
An opponent far above her level.
The old man's footsteps stopped, lifting his cloudy, old eyes, and in his vision, one Gox after another appeared, some defiant, some frenzied, and the tattoos on them increasing.
"Huh?"
The old man suddenly lowered his head, looking at one of the 'Gox,' and this 'Gox' was petite and cute, both weak and pitiful.
This wasn't Gox, but Gao Yuanyuan, another personality of hers.
In reality, Gao Yuanyuan suddenly looked up, a trace of confusion flashing across her face; for a moment, she suddenly felt the feeling of being watched.
"Courting death!!"
