"What the hell?" Startled by the sudden changes in the old man, Yang Ze couldn't help but take a few steps back as he readied himself for a fight. He couldn't help but draw in a deep breath while facing the changed old man.
It was as if the person he had been talking to before was just an illusion.
Yang Ze's actions merely brought a smile to the old man's face as he slightly lifted his walking cane before thudding it on the ground.
In that instant, a thick layer of dark fog appeared out of nowhere, completely enveloping both him and Yang Ze's figure inside. From the outside, one would only be able to see a giant sphere of dark fog.
These sudden turns of events made Yang Ze's face fall. He didn't expect the honest and cooperative old man to go through such changes. Just a while ago, he was still trying to think of ways to make him talk, but in the blink of an eye, the situation had completely reversed.
