He didn't dare to gamble.
Although the white-robed middle-aged man didn't emit any aura, Li An was certain that he definitely possessed the power to kill him.
Refuse, just let it go?
So simple?
If he complied, he might still live, but if he refused... the consequences were unimaginable, unbearable.
"Very well, this cup of wine shall be the reward, and no debts remain between us."
The white-robed middle-aged man then stood up and left, saying, "The array here is also yours now."
He seemed to head towards the distance, his figure gradually fading, leaving only a faint voice echoing between heaven and earth:
"Eternally, life and death are obscure, without thinking, yet hard to forget..."
...
The white-robed middle-aged man had already left.
Li An stood still, pondering.
He harbored some doubts in his heart; did this white-robed middle-aged man truly exist? Had he really made a transaction with someone just now?
