Lin Yu quickly turned his head, his gaze instantly drawn to a figure. A man had a single horn on his forehead, cast like refined steel and exuding a chilling, hair-raising gloss. His face was covered in winding black patterns, resembling ancient spells—mysterious and filled with power.
The man was walking toward him with steps as steady as a mountain, unhurriedly closing the distance. Each step seemed to carry the weight of a thousand jun, causing the ground beneath his feet to tremble slightly as if struggling to bear the immense pressure.
Before long, he stood right in front of Lin Yu. He possessed a tall and formidable physique, towering before him like an insurmountable peak and imparting a strong sense of oppression. His eyes were like deep pools, profound and unfathomable, fixed firmly on Lin Yu as he asked, "Xiaoyu, how do you have time to come see us today?" His voice was deep and powerful, echoing like rolling thunder, carrying a senior's unique care yet losing none of its majesty, seeming to pierce straight through a person's soul.
Chapter 99