Qin Haotian's gaze was sharp, like an unsheathed sword. Drenched in blood, he looked like a god of war returned from the underworld. The mottled bloodstains did not make him look disheveled in the least; instead, they added a fierce and valiant aura to him.
He stared intently at the ferocious beast ahead, which was baring its fangs, without a trace of retreat in his eyes.
This ferocious beast was far larger than the others, standing before Qin Haotian like a mountain.
Chapter 22