Seeing the wild-haired, middle-aged man quickly rush towards the Eighth Elder, Grey couldn't help but feel as though something belonging to him had been tampered with. Almost instinctively, the image of a young, white-haired girl with a gentle demeanor and delicate appearance surfaced in his mind.
However, rather than the gentle smile that usually graced her lips, what he imagined was a face filled with madness and craziness, accompanied by a faint hint of self-destructive tendencies. The contrast was so striking that Grey couldn't help but hesitate for a few seconds.
"It couldn't be the captain, could it? She wouldn't be crazy and stupid enough to barge into the cave abode of a sect Elder..." Grey began, but his voice gradually trailed off.
