Right now, the old man's eyes were filled with sheer disbelief. Especially upon seeing those suddenly wide-open, blood-red eyes—even his hair had turned a striking, blood-like color in that brief fraction of a second—the expression of utter shock rendered him entirely speechless.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, Zhou Yu moved. With a mere flick of his wrist, he snapped the iron chains binding him, stepped effortlessly down from the rack, and walked straight toward the old man.
Chapter 57